You and Robin are at a party, having an absolute blast, talking, eating, drinking the nonalcoholic beverages…when suddenly…someone nearby gets sick, only a few feet away from you both. “Hon..?” Robin’s voice comes in echoy, you can barely hear it as your vision blurs and your body is filled with panic as your stomach starts to churn with nausea from the sounds and smells…you also can see what had happened..you’re frozen in fear as this takes place “Hon..you okay? Let’s go get some air, okay?” You are dragged outside of the party, into the cool night air.. you began to feel better, but only a little as your stomach still hurt and your breathing was still too fast along with your heartbeat “Hey, look at me..” Robin softly spoke to you, rubbing your arms and trying to make eye contact with you in an attempt to help you calm down “I’m here..I’m here…”