21: Return

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tw: description of a panic attack. I don't know how accurate it is frankly, this is based on the description from a random interneter that has panic attacks.

"Will?"

"Shit. Nico, just, just give me a second." Will backed himself against the side of a nearby building.

"Will? Are you okay?" Nico pressed.

"I'm fine, just... Just give me space. Don't leave, please, though." Will put a hand against his own chest, eyes closed.

"Are you having a panic attack?"

"Yeah, I, I am, I can't, ah fuck," He slipped down the wall, ending up as a ball on the ground as sobs started to rack his body.

"How can I help?" Nico asked urgently, kneeling down in front Will, "Why is this happening?"

"You can't, I think, I think I just, saw a shadow, l-looked like a monster, idunnoijust,"

"Hey, breathe, remember to breathe."

"Yeah, yeah, I just have to, have to deal,"

"I'll do anything I can to help."

"Okay... Alright, I can finally fuckin' function again." Will sighed, finally stretching a little bit out of fetal position.

"Need help up?" Nico stood up, holding a hand out, which Will very quickly took.

"Thank ya kindly. Okay, where are we going now?"

"Do you still want to go somewhere? That seemed exhausting, we can just head back home."

"I don't want to ruin any plans you had, I'm fine." Will excused, absolutely exhausted.

"Your health and happiness is far more important than any plans."

Oh. Oh no.

There was a familiar feeling in Will's throat, one he hadn't dealt with for a few days-a heavenly few days. Tingling and odd and ever so slightly painful.

Will coughed up another flower petal.

"Yeah, you're right, we should get home, soon."

"Are you okay? Are you sick again?"

"I'm fine, Let's just go." Will snapped.



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