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Those Three Years ch9 "Ugh sickness.." Another wave of dizziness, and nausea hit her suddenly as she tried to work on her latest invention. "What the hell is wrong with me?..." she blurted out.. and before she knew it she was on her heels to the nearest restroom, almost missing the toilet, she let her breakfast all out. Her blue hair brushing over her eyes and sloping over the toilet seat. She snorted in disgust. "Must be a fucking flu... no flu will prevent me from doing my work.." She growled. She was a genius after all, and her work came first... She had to admit though, her blueprints and engineering had been quite slow recently. She'd find herselfThose Three Years ch9 by ~kissfull