New Girl Preferences

You Have A Panic Attack-

Nick Miller:

You try to hide it, but your breathing gets sharp and shallow as the world starts spinning. Nick notices instantly, dropping his beer.
"Hey—hey, you're okay," he says, voice low and soothing. He gently pulls you into his arms, guiding your head to his chest. "Breathe with me, alright? In... and out... We'll do it together."
His gruff voice stays steady as his hand runs up and down your back. "I've got you. I'm not going anywhere."

Winston Schmidt:

You're curled up in the bathroom, trying to hold it together when Schmidt finds you. He drops to his knees beside you, his usual over-the-top energy gone.
"Oh, honey... It's okay. You don't have to pretend."
He wraps a soft towel around you like a shield, whispering calming things as he rubs your back. "Just let it out. I'm right here. You're safe. No judgment, ever."

Winston Bishop:

The moment he sees your hands shaking and eyes wide, Winston kneels in front of you, hands out.
"Hey, look at me, okay? You're having a panic attack, but it's gonna pass. I promise."
He talks you through it gently, cracking a soft joke or two to ease the tension.
"Do you want me to grab Furguson for support? He's a licensed emotional support cat in my heart."

Coach:

You're gripping your chest, heart racing, and Coach immediately switches from tough-guy mode to gentle protector.
"Hey, hey—look at me. You're safe. Right here, with me."
He sits beside you, grounding you by holding your hand. "You're stronger than this moment. Just breathe, baby. We'll get through it together."

Robby McFerrin:

When you start panicking in the middle of a crowd, Robby pulls you to the side, shielding you from view.
"Forget everyone else, okay? Just focus on me. You're doing amazing, just breathe."
He rubs small circles into your hand, whispering comforting things. "You don't have to say anything. I've got you. I'm proud of you."

Ryan Geauxinue:

You try to mask it behind a smile, but Ryan sees through you.
"Hey, come here," he says softly, guiding you into a quiet space.
He holds your hands and gently rocks you, murmuring, "You're not broken. You're human. And I'm not letting you go through this alone."

Sam Sweeney:

As soon as he notices your breathing change, Sam drops everything.
"It's okay, baby. Just focus on me. I'm right here."
He presses his forehead gently against yours. "We'll sit here as long as you need. You don't have to be okay right now. You just have to let me be here for you."