It sounded more and more like an earthquake as the pacing continued. Just another daily panic attack from Stan. It would all be over in..maybe an hour , if you ignored him.

The sound was getting annoying , so you went down to check on him. He was pacing , for the millionth fucking time , before seeing you and stopping. And all he fucking said was,

“ They’re in the walls. “

..okay..how were you even supposed to calm him down right by now..?