-Maggie-
"And that concludes our lesson on the human psychosis, see you all next lesson," my professor slapped down his pointer and left the podium.
I finished scribbling down my color coded notes and packed up my things. I checked the desk, then under the desk and repeated that action a precise amount of times.
Five
It's always five....
"Hey Maggie!" I hear my friend, Allison, call out to me from outside the classroom. I waved at her and finally made my way down to her.
"Hey Alli," I said once I got to her, "I'm headed back to the apartment right now, I have no more classes today do you need anything?"
"Uh yeah we ran out of milk this morning can you grab another jug from Walmart?"
"Ya sure," I smiled.
"And dude, when I say one, I mean one, not five," she scolded me, "we can't go through five cartons of milk before they go bad."
"I know, I know sorry, five is kinda my thing," I attempted to explain. She doesn't really get it though she haven't since I first met her.
It's always five...
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Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
Random~TRIGGER WARNING~ 6th book in the gone unnoticed series Ben is obsessed. Since a young age, he's been told to check, check everything and don't fuck it up. To check and to organize so that's what he does. Check, check, check, organize, repeat, rep...
