School Days

Putting her head down on a desk, Agnés suffered quietly, all the while not wanting to be there. She had to make weekly meetings with her faculty advisor but there had been a sudden meeting that he couldn't get out of and now she was stuck on campus waiting for him. It wouldn't have been so bad if there hadn't been someone not to far away from her having a massive panic attack and poisoning both the air and her mind with the fear.

She had an open bottle of water and container of anti-anxiety meds. She sighed as she took another one, for someone of her size a single capsule was supposed to be good for over eight hours probably closer to nine. In her case if a single capsule was good for nine minutes that was a blessing, she was needing a new one ever six minutes by her count, and after five she could already feel the dread seeping into her. She contemplated knocking herself out to deal with it, but she had tried that once before and a well meaning professor had found her along with her massive pill jar and simply assumed a suicide attempt leading Agnés to wake up in ward seven of the hospital strapped down with a tube down her throat pumping out the contents of her stomach, that was not what she would consider a fun afternoon.

She didn't react when she heard the door open, it was probably just a breeze, instead she played with the pill infront of her, knowing that it would be just a waste of her bottled water if she didn't wait for a few more minutes before having the thing.

Agnés looked up when she heard someone talking. She did her best to look at him, both of him. She wondered if they were twins, or if he could do some sort of doppelganger. "I'm goooood. How are youuu?" Her words were slurred as she spoke, if she had been thinking straight or had any fear of over dosing she might have worried about taking too many pills. Instead she just popped the one she had been playing with into her mouth. To her the entire room felt like it was slowly spinning, though she could never quite tell what axis it was spinning on, it just was. She stretched out more on the desk leaning forwards, not quite remembering why she was there, but knowing that she didn't want this feeling to end, and the pain to come back.

Agnés giggled as Cabel asked her if she came here often. if only he could feel how the people around this place made her feel. "Nawh, thish place is just sooo..." she was having a hard time finding the words. She slowly picked herself up, though her head bobed from side to side as she attempted to keep it upright. "Oh, you know, that word, right?" She looked at him hopefully.

"And whats about yous? Is you often here come?" She propped up her head with her arm. Her eyes were half closed as she continued to stare at him, not so much because she as particularly interested in him, but because he was the only moving thing in her field of vision.