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Keith is sick, and someone comes to check in on him.
He's just about to try to smother himself again when his door whooshes open. His eyes dart automatically towards the door, and he squints at the figure. It's tall and skinny and dark, which leaves only one person it could be. Lance.
His heart does a tiny little kick in his chest, and he has to redouble his efforts not to cover his face again. Of all of the people who would come to check on him, it would be Lance.
