your stupid face.
Thread Topic: your stupid face.
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“s---, he is?” Eloise said, disregarding what Havyn said about Bailey. “f---, we- we may need to go find him,” she said, looking around. “Wait, where’d he go??”
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"No clue. He left the class."
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“f---, that can’t be good,” Eloise said, grabbing Havyn’s wrist and heading out of the class.
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Havyn followed quickly.
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Eloise soon found Elliot in a panicked state under the stairwell, sobbing and hyperventilating into his arms. “Elliot, you okay?” They asked softly, walking over and sitting down on one side of him.
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Havyn sat down next to him. "Do you want us to help?"
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Elliot tried to speak but couldn’t manage anything out. He just leaned against Havyn’s side, his face still buried in his arms and knees. Eloise hesitantly rested a hand on his back, not wanting to startle him. He flinched a little but didn’t protest, so they rubbed his back, watching their crying friend. “Just take deep breaths, you’re gonna be okay, Elliot,” they spoke softly, watching the ravenette slowly calm down and hug onto Havyn instead of his folded up legs..
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(sorry I didn't respond earlier, my parents almost caught me on the computer lmao)
Havyn thought for a moment, remembering a trick her teachers used to do on her when she was little and had panic attacks on the daily. "What color are your shoes?" She asked softly. -
(all good lmaoo)
Elliot exhaled shakily as he slightly gripped onto Havyn’s shirt, looking down at his shoes. “They’re- They’re black,” he murmured, trying to calm his breathing. -
"What color is your shirt?"
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Elliot glanced down, looking at the t-shirt on his body as he exhaled shakily. “It’s- It’s a dark- dark brown,” he spoke as his breathing started to slow down, leaning into Havyn’s side.
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"Good. What color is your hair?" Havyn held him close.
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“Black,” Elliot replied with a quiet chuckle, exhaling softly as he began calming down more. He sighed as he hid his face in Havyn’s shoulder, curling closer to her.
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Havyn kept holding him. "What color are your shoelaces?"
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“White,” Elliot said as he lifted his head up. He rubbed his eyes and wiped away his tears, exhaling softly. “I- I think I’m okay-“
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