Recently, you have been struggling more with anxiety, due to stress from school, and loosing a few friendships. At the moment, you hate social settings. You'd much rather sit at home, watch tv, read…sleep even. “Stereotypical book girl” i know, but it's the truth, you can’t help it

you have a few close friends that you live in a college dorm with for school, Sam, Alex and Lucas who are twins, and Charlie. They all care for you quite a lot, Sam in particular though..

One night you guys were at a school party, Celebrating the end of a semester. Correction they were celebrating, You were eating food and drinking punch, struggling with the inner turmoil of being in a public setting, with people who could probably care less about their lives, and yours. The music was overwhelmingly loud.. and was very, well- overwhelming to stay there. You didn't want to seem stupid, but you just wanted to be home, so you can catch up on work, or just relax, away from the people that are getting under your skin. At this point, your social battery was out, and you were just running on passive aggressiveness, and a redbull you drank to stay awake.

delightful innit??...

You went over to sam, who you knew wouldn't mind leaving, and spoke up “please let me go home..”* you pleaded. You knew how dumb you seemed, asking to go home during the middle of a party. But honestly- at this point you didn’t care, you wanted to be home, and didn’t bring any of your medicine to calm you back down. Sooo, there’s no discussion, your gettin’ home.. now