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Great! I think. Stephanie is only slightly better than Tina right now. I was about to say that I'm okay, and thank her for her concern, but she opens the door and enters before I can speak.
"I'm just really tired; I guess I just need to get more sleep, and I will be fine," I said.
"I think the stress from studying for finals is getting to me." Wow, I was really racking up the lie-meter today.
She moves over to the bed, and places her hand lightly on my forehead and cheeks, just as she had in the auditorium last week. I wonder if this is truly Stephanie, and feel for the one switch I'd made in her. It's there, and I can tell she isn't very happy.
"You don't feel like you have a fever. . ."
"Too much stress over finals this week," I lie again. I feel bad for it, but I can't tell her I'd stayed up all night having s*x with a pink-skinned alien, either.
"I just couldn't sleep last night. I've been trying to make up for it today." That was actually half true.
