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XX. Allergic (94)
*Cough* "Ugh." Frida flopped onto her pillow again. She had been in bed for over a day now, and was starting to become terribly, terribly bored.
"Frida," Her mother said softly and sat down next to her daughter's bed, "Here...try this." She set down a small dark bottle and poured a small amount into a teaspoon.
The girl sat up a little and took the potion, which tasted like black pepper, and made her cough even harder. "Mum?" She whispered. Frida could feel her face start to swell and moaned in pain. She must be allergic to pepper-up potion.
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