RUN BABY RUN [open + freak out]

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    male - 17 years - koe - hover for more info[hr][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; overflow: hidden; height: 200px; width: 398px;][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 400px; color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: left; text-transform: lowercase;]2D had no idea what had happened to cause this, but now he was unsure what was going on. His eyes were wide and currently white, showing his fear and alarm.
    "oh man..." he grumbled, tugging at his blue moppish hair, and looking around, with a paranoid expression, shaking like a leaf in the wind, and he felt like he was about to blow away.
    He was having a mini freak out, and he didn't quite understand anything right now. Everything was kind of big and scary, right now. His chest was constricted, and he couldn't breath.
    He clung to himself, and tried to steady the short, ragged gasps he was taking. "ohhh man, oh man oh man..." he groaned. He needed someone to help him out of this panic.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px]☄ Hatty didn't know what it felt like to have an internal meltdown.


    Yet.


    Yet was the key word there.


    The Noblewoman had been taking a walk around the castle to help clear her mind when she came across 2D. Hey the guy didn't look too hot. "Hey? Hey are you okay? Just...taking some deep breaths. Focus on me."
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    male + 17 years + koe + hover for more info[hr][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; overflow: hidden; height: 200px; width: 398px;][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 400px; color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: left; text-transform: lowercase;]2D swallowed hard, focusing his blank icy stare on hattie. he was trying to sort the situation out, with no luck. he wasn't sure what had caused him to panic, but he tried doing as the unfamiliar feline told him to do, taking deep, but ragged breaths as he tried to stable himself.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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