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Noah Carpenter - Noah sat in his room on the floor, knees tucked to his chest, alone and quietly ate his burrito. The spice didn't bother him in the slightest. He was overthinking everything...did he screw up again? Probably... |
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Em finished the burrito and tossed her trash away,having already taken a shower earlier and heading to her bed. |
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Noah Carpenter - Noah crawled into bed a little while later, still overthinking everything. |
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Em eventually fell asleep,falling into a nightmare of her past. |
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Noah Carpenter - Noah just lay awake, unable to sleep. |
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Em awoke with a jolt and sat up,gasping for a few breaths of air before sitting up and tipping back her head,shutting her eyes. |
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Noah Carpenter - Noah heard her wake from his room. He sat up but hesitated. He got over himself and quietly walked over to her room, staying in the doorway. "Hey, you okay?" he whispered, concerned. |
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"Yeah just...nightmare.That's all." Emery answered,looking up at him after hearing his voice. |
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Noah Carpenter - Noah nodded, taking a step closer, into the room, but stopping there. "Do you need anything? A hug? Water? Snack?" he asked softly. Noah often had nightmares too, although no one was there to be there for him when he woke up. The least he could do was be there for her. |
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"I'll be fine.Have them all the time.Thanks,though." Em says,looking up at him. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
