Marthe Woertman Imagines

Anxiety

[inspired from a dream I had it was shorter and made no sense as usual but decided to change it and make it into an imagine]

I had joined Marth and her friends overseas and we were at this event where I had planned to go to one of the events there but currently we were at this spot where there was this really cute otter that would hug your arm and you would get a photo with it. We were all waiting in line but the lady guiding everyone was getting frustrated with the people before us. When she was done with that lady instead of instructing and helping us she walked off. I looked at the time and knew that event I wanted to go to was soon so I picked up enough courage to go up to her and ask "Um hey but can we get a photo with the otter?" But instead of saying 'sure' even with an annoyed face she looked me up and down with a bored face then smiled when she spotted my ticket for the event that was soon. She then said "Why don't you go get changed and go to your event then when you come back you can get your photo." Instantly I felt my anxiety peak for some reason. I wasn't exactly sure why but I suddenly had a million thoughts rush in. Thoughts like 'I have to dress up?, What's wrong with what I'm wearing now?' etc. I then stuttered out a "Um..ok.." and with that the lady smiled the fakest smile ever and went on with whatever she was doing. I then turn to Marth with slight watery eyes holding she doesn't notice and shakily gets out a "I'm just gonna go to the event. I'll see you later." But before she could respond i brisk walked off, scared if I stayed any longer I would start crying. I didn't really want her friends to see me as some crybaby or weak so I left. As I walked though crowds my mind just gets more and more clouded with anxiety driven thoughts. I find myself wanting to just cry so eventually not even walking that far away I find a bench and just cry. Cry because I have no idea where I'm going, cry because apparently I'm suppose to get a whole new outfit for an event, cry because I feel pathetic right now. I cried for a while but then I felt someone sit next to me on the bench and when the person hugged me I knew instantly it was Marth. "I'm pathetic." I sob out as I hug her back. "Your not pathetic baby." Marth says kissing my cheek. She hugs me tight while I cry for a while until I finally calm down. She then pulls away from the hug and holds both sides of my face so I'm looking up at her, she rubs away my tears and then says "Now come on let's go to that event." "But I look like shit." I say looking away because she still had a hold on my face. "Come on let's get you cleaned up and both get outfits even though you look beautiful in anything." Marth says as a blush creeps into my cheeks. Marth then gets up and holds a hand out for me. I put my hand in hers and she pulls me up and she leads me to the store while we walk hand in hand.