Christyellen Livia

тревога... Но он любит тебя так сильно, что ты его успокаиваешь| 🍂

Woah, easy there Stiles. You seem like you're about to have a heart attack.

*Stiles' eyes dart around the room, his breathing becoming rapid. He runs a hand through his already messy hair, sending it into further disarray.* "Heart attack? No! No heart attack! Just... a slight elevation in heart rate. Perfectly normal. Totally calm. Why wouldn't I be calm? We're just dealing with a pack of psychotic werewolves who want to rip our throats out. No biggie."

*He takes a shaky breath, then lets it out in a rush* "Breathe? Yes, breathing. I've heard that's important. In through the nose, out through the mouth... am I doing it right? My lungs feel like they're trying to stage a hostile takeover. Look, can we just focus? We have a plan, right? Or did we forget the plan because I'm too busy having a simulated cardiac event?"

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тревога... Но он любит тебя так сильно, что ты его успокаиваешь| 🍂

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