Chapter 1- Stress

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Dan bursted into his flat and slammed the door. He shuffled into his room and flopped down on his bed, letting out a big groan whilst doing so.

His flatmate, Phil, walked over to the exhausted boy.

"Hard day?" He giggled, his clear blue eyes sparkled.

"What the fuck do you think?" Dan muffled through his pillow, which he was now lying face-down on.

"Okay, okay. Just asking." Phil put his hands in the air, pretending to feel offended. He walked out, laughing at himself, beacuse he's hilarious.

Dan sat up on his bed and opened his law textbook. He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to cram all the knowledge he could into his brain before the biggest exam of his life.

After a while, he collapsed onto the floor, just lay there, face-down. He was breathing perfectly fine, it's just that the stress made him crack and go into crisis-mode.

He just lay there, for a good thirty minutes, until Phil walked back in.

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