"Are you alright? Do you feel dizzy?" I said, voice laced with concern. they looked awful, pale, sweaty, shaky. they're definitely going to pass out. I waited for a reply, and got a short, cold "I'm fine." "No, you're not fine." I replied. "Yes, I'm fine. Go away." They spoke back, clearly annoyed by my presence, but I was determined to help them. They clearly needed it.
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