[the thing about being 18, barely, is that asa still lives in that headspace where she thinks that nobody in the world has it worse than her. everything feels so apocalyptic that it's hard to register that it's not necessarily true.
then she gets smacked in the face with something like this and she doesn't know what to do with it. stares at camille's arm in shock, mouth opening and closing like she's struggling to find the words.
after a few seconds, all she manages to say is a somewhat distraught:]
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then she gets smacked in the face with something like this and she doesn't know what to do with it. stares at camille's arm in shock, mouth opening and closing like she's struggling to find the words.
after a few seconds, all she manages to say is a somewhat distraught:]
Camille...