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noah visibly recoils at that, fidgeting nervously. “i didn’t even do anything.” which was true, he wasn’t even able to touch things at the moment.

in fact, he barely realizes that he is awake in the first place. definitely isn’t expecting the tears when he touches his fingers to his face. he’s a bit embarrassed that she has caught him like this. barely a DAY of living with her and already he is baring too much of himself when she asks what’s wrong? and the floodgates OPEN. the dream wasn’t particularly scary, no not scary. but his hands won’t stop shaking as he leans over his knees, presses his greasy palms to his cheeks and shudders. adam cannot remember the last time he has cried like this. he STIFFENS so immediately when he feels her arms around him, feels lips on the back of his neck. because he does not expect TOUCH without FEAR. but her fingers are gentle, her grip insistent. so adam does NOT fight.

{ text to: wendy }: stabbed? is everything alright?{ text to: wendy }: are you asking strange men to drop their pants for you?{ text to: wendy }: that is quite unbecoming wendy{ text to: wendy }: he could be dangerous

‘ but  do  you  ever  stop  to  make  sure  YOU’RE  okay? ’  a  quick  pause.  ‘ i  mean,  i  don’t  actually  care,  but  you  just  gotta  look  out  for  number  one  first  sometimes. ’

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