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"Yeah... No. Not really." Charlotte muttered through the door, sitting on the oppisite side, trying to calm down. "Just an anxiety attack from my nightmare." She sighed, coming out enough to open the door slightly. |
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"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked softly, yawning. |
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"Not really." Charlotte's breathing slowed down slightly. |
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Jaden nodded, staying quiet for a moment. "Do you want me to stay?" He finally asked. |
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"Yeah." She propped the door open, gaze and mind still locked somewhere as she scooted closer to Jaden, still zoned out on the floor. |
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He settled an arm around her shoulders, rubbing her back. |
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Charlotte leaned into him, finally calming down as she wrapped her hands around him, hugging him. |
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He pulled her closer, pecking her head. |
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Charlotte sighed once, looking up at Jaden. She felt slightly embarrassed for her anxiety attack, making him comfort her. She replayed everything through her head, sitting silently. |
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He brushed his thumb lightly against her cheek, keeping her close. |
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