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You sucked in a deep, raspy breath as you tried to regain your balance. The school year had just begun and it was already quickly unraveling. But even so, you decided to take every AP class available, every honours class, after-school math and tech clubs... and you hadn't even bought your own car yet.
So, as all this weight finally caught up to you, you could feel it pull you close to the floor, blacking out your vision in the form of a horrendous panic attack.
You just needed to get back to your dorm, then you'd be fine.
Yes, on top of everything you decided to take that student loan and buy a dorm. God knows why, but what's done is done. You tried not to think about it too much as to not add on any more anxiety. You were glad no one was there, it being 12 am on a Wednesday, to see you like this.
You decided that you'll never study out late again.
You stumbled to the side, holding onto the wall for support. Your legs shook and you gripped tightly onto your thick-ass, 700 page textbook that didn't help with the whole falling-onto-the-floor thing.
As your breathing became more shallow and your eye sight closed off completely, your arms gave out, sending your book onto the old, blue, stained carpet.
You hiccuped and tears streamed down your face. You could feel your arms begin to lock up and you legs turn to jello.
This was bad.
You walked forward, quickly trying to just get to your goddamn dorm, but with all the tears and whatever the hell else was happening in your eye sockets blocking your sight, you rammed right into someone, falling forward.
The last thing you saw was red.
And the last thing you heard was an deep, intelligent, "what the fuck," as you slammed your head hard on the floor by the persons feet.
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You slowly opened your eyes and for a moment while you couldn't see, you thought you had died. But as you widely flung your arms and hissed in a breath, sitting up, your eyesight came back as a hot rag fell off of your face and into your lap.
You looked at it, confused, and glanced around to see that you were on your couch in your dorm.
Oh yeah, you had bumped into someone, huh? They must have brought you back.
You strained your mind, trying to think, but couldn't place a face.
Maybe you'd see them around campus.
You stood up and looked at the clock:
5:30 am.
Man, you'd felt like it was noon. Now you'd be super tired later today...
You walked over to the counter, yawning and stretching, ready to start the day off with a shit-ton of coffee. But to your disappointment, you were out.
You groaned to yourself, asking why anything couldn't go right for you as you reached for your wallet. You had about 35 bucks cash and a debit card, so you were sure you could scrounge up something for a coffee.
As you went to pull out your money, you thought back to the person that you bumped into. You wondered how they got inside and why they didn't just bring you to the school nurse instead of supposedly breaking in. And you hoped they didn't do anything weird while you were alseep.
You shivered at the thought, but soon that thought became a horrifying reality as you opened up your now empty wallet; devoid of cash, your card, and a little piece of paper that had your debit number on it.