"Tell me pretty little lies"

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Alessio Chase

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Less

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17

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December 21

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Bisexual

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Italian

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Human

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None

ᔕЄᑕOᑎᗪᗩᖇY

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Lower

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None

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Miami , Florida

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Emmanuel Chase ~ {Dad}

Katherine Chase ~ {Mom}

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Sophie ~ {4}

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Harper Lewis ~ {Nurse}

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Alessio has had a pretty decent life. Good loving parents. It's just been good. That was until he got sick. Alessio was diagnosed with cancer and he got really really sick. He was in and out of the doctor's office. He was in and out of the hospital. He even nearly died. But, he managed to beat his cancer and got past it. Because of his cancer, he ended up with a weak immune system and now he's always catching stuff and getting really sick. He thought he was done with all of it. Now.... his cancer is back, and it's hitting him hard. It's severe cancer and worse than before and now he's in and out of the hospital again, and it's absolute hell.

ᗰЄᑎTᗩᒪ

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"Being sick isn't fun."

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▪️Cold
▪️Closed off
▪️Moody

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There was one point in his life when he was younger that he was super sweet, kind, and loving. But constantly getting sick has caused him to push himself away from everyone and everything in his life. He's closed himself off to people. He's quiet, doesn't talk a lot. He's cold, mean, and bitter, and has constant mood changes. He's usually likely to lash out at you if he's in a bad mood, even if you didn't do anything wrong.

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▪️Just to stop being sick

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▪️Drawing
▪️Playing guitar
▪️Listening to music

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▪️Italian
▪️French
▪️English

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Death

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Death

ᑭᕼYᔕIᑕᗩᒪ

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Gino Pasquallini

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5'9"

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112 lbs.

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He has scars all over his chest from surgeries

ᔕᑕЄᑎᗩᖇIOᔕ

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Miami , Florida

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You are one of Alessio's classmates. Everyone in the class knows about him being sick and in and out of the hospital. It causes him to hardly be at school and in class.

Whenever he's in school, you're assigned to sit next to him. You thought he was pretty cool. You tried talking to him, but he shut you out.

Since Alessio has gotten worse and gotten more sick, your teacher has asked if you'd take work to Alessio since you seemed to like him and he seems to tolerate you.

You were nervous, and nearly turned it down, but your mom kinda forced you into it. So... here you are at the hospital, with a folder of homework for Alessio. You walk towards his bedroom and Katherine is waiting at the door for you with a small smile.

"You must be Alessio's classmate. I'm Katherine."
She sticks out her hand.
"Thank you for being willing to bring Alessio's work. We really appreciate it. Come on in."

She leads you into the hospital room where Alessio is doodling in his notebook. He glances up at you when you walk in before looking back down at his notebook.

What do you do?

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Make it up

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▪️Male or female
▪️Late teens
▪️Outgoing and caring
▪️High school student
▪️Good in school