Turning on the dryer, "and I can't breathe, until you're resting here with me." She placed the clothes in it, set a timer and cover it. "And I won't leave, I can't hide, I cannot be, until you're resting here with–" stopping midway when she heard her phone ringing.
Placing her hands on her waist, "Ugh, who's calling me when am busy? Its Saturday, isn't everyone supposed to be taking a nap by now? Than rather disturbing my peace?" Slapping her head, "I guess its Justin." Walking out of the laundry room, "am coming Honey."
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Bianca's room
Grabbing the phone from the bed, she smiled. "I knew you're the one calling me." Picking the call, "Hi hone–"
"Bianca you have to come now, like now." Ryan said panickly.
Scrunching her brows, "Huh, now? What's happening, infact where's Justin and why are you with his phone?" She asked confusedly.
"Bianca, Justin is running out of breathe and he needs his lungs back."
Widening her eyes, "oh my, are you serious or just kidding?"
"Bianca, who jokes with something as serious as this? Am fucking serious right now, Justin is going out of breathe. Infact he can't breathe properly now, I think he is gonna die."
"No!" Bianca shouted and vigorously shook her head. "Justin is not gonna die, I'm–I'm coming right now. I'll be at the hospital shortly."
"Hospital? What are you going to be doing in the hospital? Come over to Uncle Kevin's mansion right now."
Nodding her head, "Yeah, I'll be there in a few minutes, but please maybe sure nothing bad happens to Justin."
"Yes I'll, but hurry up, now."
"Yes, yes, I'm coming." Bianca replied and hung up.
With the greatest panic look in her eyes, bianca quickly dressed into something casual. Grabbing her orange purse, she took her phone and dashed out of the room to the laundry room.
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Laundry room
Getting to the laundry room, she turned off the dryer, placed the bucket of clothes aside, and zoom out of the mansion like a flash of light.