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Brielle hated herself for being such a cry baby sometimes, specially when she got out and had some drinks. If she was one of her patients, she would say they were victimizing themselves. "Well, I guess so." She looked around, trying not to be moody. That was the kind of thing she promised herself she would not be. "Why are you saying this? You're always surrounded by other people. I thought you had friends?”

Malia chewed her lip as she looked at her books and sighed “Honestly, I don’t think I am ever going to get this.” She groaned, tossing the book onto the floor and flopping back on the couch. “I give up, I am flunking school, I am going to live in the woods like some crazy lady, talking to the coyotes.”

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Lizzie was lowering herself so she was on his eye level. “You can. Breathe, Stiles.” The blonde didn’t really know what to do when someone has a panic attack. But she was going to try and help Stiles. She wasn’t going to leave. No, she just want to stay till he would feel better again. Taking his hands in hers hoping it would help a little bit. “Focus on me, look at me.” 

“Stop. Tapping. The. Pencil. On. The. Book.” She hissed. “It’s distracting.”

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“Look, if you’re worried that I won’t believe you, don’t be,” Cara assured the younger man, “Not much surprises me anymore.”