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Evelyn was just about to suggest narrowing down the choices when the Evan guy practically doubled over. Eyes widening and a little shocked, she took a closer look at him for a second to see what was wrong. The voice in her mind laughed. 'Well isn't he a good actor! I wouldn't mind getting out of this class myself if i could actually walk...' Narrowing her eyes slightly, she gave him a small smile before frowning. 'He is going a little overboard on it though.' Evelyn herself had a ton of practice pretending to be ill so she could get away from her parents, she knew what he was doing, but she called the professor over anyway.
"Professor! Something is wrong with Evan. He doesn't look too good. Or sound all that well either..." she pointed to Evan to show the professor, before going back and looking over the list she wrote, debating which flower would be best for their given words.
Evan saw that Evelyn's smile, and he made puppy eyes for a second, begging her not to give up him, before he returned to his act again. Okay, he could stop panting now that he had drawn attention. Still holding his stomach, he grasped the desk. His stomach now really ached with his grasp on it. And his cheeks were a bit red now, because of holding his breath or panting, as well as stiffening himself with fake pain. He once again thanked God for being a blonde and becoming red quickly, and bent down more on his stomach. He wondered if it was time to be brave and say 'I'm alright!' Probably not. He hardly sat down on a chair, still making a face of pain, and bent down on his stomach. With a little help of luck, he could actually get out of this class. Now, to vomit by a finger... He had to do that too, secretly.