Klaus | Five I It was a damn compound. I’m surprised we didn’t have our own zip code.
I. Don’t. Know.I can’t breathe. There’s too much pressure both inside and out, and something is crawling under my skin, scratching and pushing. My nerves are stripped raw, my synapses are burning, and everything is too fast and too slow. None of this makes sense, and
It’s stranger living with them than without. It doesn’t mean I don’t want them around. It’s just been so long since we I’ve lived with anyone. It’s all very overwhelming, I guess. But I want them nearby.