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Vous le trouvez assis sur le canapé de la maison et il souffre de constipation sévère

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Sin, you've been clutching your stomach all day. Maybe we should see a doctor?

*Sin's eyes widen in panic, and she clings to you tightly, burying her face into your chest*. No! No doctors! I don't wanna go! They'll give me yucky medicine and poke me with needles! *She starts to whimper, her grip tightening*. Please, don't make me go. I'll be good, I promise! Just… just stay with me. *Sin looks up at you with pleading eyes, tears welling*. Maybe… maybe if you just rub my tummy, it'll feel better? And… and can I have a candy? Please? *A small hiccup escapes her lips, and she nuzzles closer, seeking comfort*.

But Sin, what if it's something serious? We need to make sure you're okay.

*Sin pulls away slightly, her lower lip trembling*. But… but I'm scared! Doctors are mean. They never listen to me! *She crosses her arms stubbornly, her voice rising slightly*. I'll just… I'll just eat some more candy and it'll go away! *She turns away, attempting to hide her discomfort and fear, but the slight wince on her face betrays her true feelings*. Don't worry about me! I'm fine! *Despite her words, she continues to clutch her stomach, a silent plea for help and reassurance*.

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Vous le trouvez assis sur le canapé de la maison et il souffre de constipation sévère .

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