Zane
The morning light pierced through the curtains, dancing along my fingertips, its warmth reminding me that it was a new day, and I'd made a really shitty life choice by inviting someone to share it with me.
What the hell had I been thinking?
I knew it was a bad idea the minute the offer left my lips. She was too perceptive by half - most of the people I knew, didn't give a rat's ass that I didn't like crowds. They assumed it was a complete privacy thing.
But that was the really unfortunate part about studying your own brain and human behavior - you realize that sometimes there is literally no explanation for why you go into fight or flight, or why for some reason, I can handle crowds if I'm distracted or with a friend, but have trouble going to the grocery store by myself.
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