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Olive: I'm done freaking out and I'm sorry I was such a basketcase the past couple of weeks. I promise I'll be back at work tomorrow morning and I'll work doubles every day to make up for all the time you had to cover for me. I'm really, really sorry.
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I slipped in the shower tonight and slammed my head into the wall. Which, you know, friggen sucked, but I'm still alive. That's an especially good thing, because only new life and all that and...anyway. Which makes me wonder if it really was this place making me more paranoid than I should've been. Maybe Spence was right...about that part.
I know he doesn't believe me. Nobody does. I haven't even told Connor about it and I don't think I will. From now on, Shaina, Dano, and Frankie just died in a car wreck and that's all anybody needs to know. Whatever he said about not thinking I'm nuts, I don't care; Spencer's trained to deal with crazy people...he might backpedal like a pro, but I like to think I know my friends better than that. I'm not buying it. So fuck him. Some friend.
And Jack's missing, still, last I heard...which is horrible and I can't believe I couldn't get off my ass and go help look for him; I can't believe I was that afraid all over again. If he never comes back...that's partially my fault.
This has been the worst two weeks in a very long time. And if that wasn't enough...
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[Private to Connor]
...I'm late. Please, please let it be stress-related. God knows I had enough of that the past couple weeks...please let that be it.
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[Private]
I slipped in the shower tonight and slammed my head into the wall. Which, you know, friggen sucked, but I'm still alive. That's an especially good thing, because only new life and all that and...anyway. Which makes me wonder if it really was this place making me more paranoid than I should've been. Maybe Spence was right...about that part.
I know he doesn't believe me. Nobody does. I haven't even told Connor about it and I don't think I will. From now on, Shaina, Dano, and Frankie just died in a car wreck and that's all anybody needs to know. Whatever he said about not thinking I'm nuts, I don't care; Spencer's trained to deal with crazy people...he might backpedal like a pro, but I like to think I know my friends better than that. I'm not buying it. So fuck him. Some friend.
And Jack's missing, still, last I heard...which is horrible and I can't believe I couldn't get off my ass and go help look for him; I can't believe I was that afraid all over again. If he never comes back...that's partially my fault.
This has been the worst two weeks in a very long time. And if that wasn't enough...
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[Private to Connor]
...I'm late. Please, please let it be stress-related. God knows I had enough of that the past couple weeks...please let that be it.
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