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Young Neil hadn’t been to sex bob-omb's band practice for a while. Which was fairly odd for him particularly because he was their biggest fan and supporter. He was practically a member of the band at this point with how often he was at their concerts and practices. He was pretty much just someone who could replace Scott if he wanted to spend time with Ramona instead of practice with the band, which happens quite a bit. 

No one had heard from Young Neil, so someone had to go check up on him Scott had suggested. "Wow Scott didn't know you cared about Neil that much." Kim deadpanned.

"I don't, but what if I wanted to go on a date with Ramona; You would have no one that could replicate my awesome base skills!" Scott had remarked. 

"So, someone needs to check on Neil who wants to?" Stephen had asked, yet no one in the room said anything. "Alright we're going to draw straws!" Stephen declared not caring if friends had any objections. He reached for the straws, yet Kim spoke up with a sigh.

"I'll just go check on him, drawing straws is stupid." Kim had decided to bite the bullet instead of them all wasting time and drawing straws. If Scott pulled the shortest straw, then he would just demand that they redraw until he didn't; If Stephen had drawn the shortest straw, he would probably go but even then, why waste all that time when she could just go and get it over with. "So where does he live again?" Kim asked showing her annoyance at her decision albeit, she had made the choice to go check on him. 

"Wow Kim is a fake friend, she doesn't even know where Young Neil lives!" Scott exclaimed mockingly.

"You don't know where he lives either Scott" Stephen Stills replied with a twinge of annoyance. "Anyways Kim," Stephen goes on to give Kim the address and directions to Young Neils apartment. Kim walked over to the door bundling up in her coat and scarf, she was able to handle to cold considering that she's from Canada but not wanting to expose herself to the mid-winter Toronto weather.

“Alright I’ll be back.” Kim had said wanting to get back as quickly as possible. Since Young Neil lived close enough to where they held practice, she was able to walk without having to witness the horrors that were on the public bus today. She can recall one time there was a man singing loudly and prancing around the already cramped space.

It was snowing quite a bit. Granted it was the middle January, and no one had shoveled the sidewalks yet causing Kim to have to trek through what felt like a mountain but was really just a small pile. As the snow poured down Kim made her way to Neil's apartment building and walked up the stairs to what Stephen had said was where Young Neil's apartment was located. "Okay so Stephen said he was in Apartment 409." Kim said to herself knocking on Young Neil's apartment door only to be met with silence. She knocked once again, this time more aggressively she heard a quiet mumble as the door unlocked and opened slightly.

"Kim?" He had asked he sounded very congested. As Kim strained her head to see inside, she could see tissues scattered on the floor and multiple cups of water on different tables.

"Hey, are you sick?" Kim asked already knowing the answer but figured it would still be polite to ask.

"Yeah, doctor said I have the flu" Kim cringed at that she hated being sick and the flu was something she was not in the mood to get sick with. Nonetheless she asked if she could come in and stepped into Young Neil's apartment.

"Sorry you're sick, and sorry if I woke you up if you were sleeping or something. We were at practice, and no one had heard from you, so I came to check on you. Do you have any medicine that the doctor prescribed?" Kim asked knowing that if he did, he probably wasn't keeping up with taking it.

"Well, I do but I've kind of been forgetting to take it." He shyly remarked, hiding the flush on his face. Kim sighed walking over to Young Neil's kitchen and looking in the cabinets grabbing a can of soup out of them. 

"Sit down and take your medicine, I'll make you some soup. But you need to keep taking it or you won't get better." Kim faked an annoyed tone of voice as she poured the can of soup in a pan, heating it up over the stove. The smell wafted in the air making Young Neil get up after he took his medication and look over Kim's shoulder at the soup in the pan that was heating up, his mouth watered. Kim then took the soup off the stove and poured some into a bowl for him. "Here, be careful it's hot." Young Neil nodded sitting down at his kitchen island. He quickly ate the soup not paying mind to the fact that it burned his mouth as he shoveled it down his throat. 

Kim put the rest in a tubber ware container and put it in the fridge so Young Neil could have the rest later. Saying her goodbyes and leaving as she wanted to be home before the snow picked up. Neil nodded and said goodbye to her, thanking her for coming over to check up on him. Young Neil couldn't deny the growing redness on his cheeks. He couldn't believe that Kim thought he was important enough to check on. Granted she didn't seem like she really wanted to, but she still did! He sits down on his couch, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders as he stares at the table trying to decipher what he is feeling. He decides to text Kim.

To Kim: 

Hey, thanks for checking up on me I really appreciate it lolol. :3

To Young Neil:

Yeah, no problem just next time tell everyone you're sick instead of just going radio silent.

Neil found himself moving his feet on the ground and he wanted to just keep talking to Kim. But that wouldn't work out. Kim was busy probably she probably had better things to do instead of just hanging out with him. So, he plays some Tetris on his phone hoping that the feeling of euphoria he had moments ago would last forever.