...Strange... (Mark Fischbach x Reader)

This has been one hell of a week.

Starting with the fact that most if not all of my stuff had apparently gone missing during transport across the country, I lost the only damn key to my apartment, and my friends (unintentionally though) ditched me at a convention of which I am now lost in - no sense of direction, and nothing with me. I seriously doubt this could get any worse than it already is.

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I try to make my way through the crowds of fans but it feels like I'm suffocating. I turn frantically on the spot looking for a way out of this sea of people- there's barely any room to breathe-! Don't. Panic.

I started to hyperventalate for the second time in the last few days; starting to shrink in on myself and sway slightly. I'm too wrapped up in trying to calm down to notice big hands appear out of nowhere and gently grab my shoulders, pushing me to an opening in the crowd, then sitting me down immediately, blocking my vision from the stampede of people.

"Hey- Look at me. Breathe."

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#480 Wilford
#142 Warfstache