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3-18 - 16.09.2024

Narrator: Last night was horrible, with the dread that Saila might not make it. She was rushed to the hospital, everything was fine, but it could have been way worse, however Saila now needed to stay indoors 2 weeks to calm down.

Sita: * is actually worried* Good morning, Saila, are you feeling better?

Saila: Still a bit dizzy, and I still feel like I am gonna throw up any second, but I am not that stressed anymore.

Chrislanda: *climbs stairs to get to the kitchen* Granddaughter, very unlike you to see you awake at this hour!

Sita: Yeah, yeah I know!

Saila: I think I can make an effort to come with you.

Sita: OH NO! NUH UH!

Chrislanda: You will not go anywhere missy, you need to rest, whatever the heck that was yesterday was very bad.

Saila: It was a panic attack that came after my PTSD, I.....I had a rough childhood and relationship, and my ex.

Sita: *yells very loudly, waking up half of the the people* WHO IS HE!? I WILL FIND HIS IP ADRESS, BOMB HIS HOUSE, KILL HIS FAMILY, AND THEN CUT HIS -

Saila: NO NO SITA DON'T PLEASE!

Chrislanda: Granddaughter you don't have to scream this loudly!!

Sita: What about your ex, Saila?

Saila:......both of you, let's go outside and talk.

Sita: You can't go ou-

Saila: I honestly don't give a fuck.

Narrator: They go outside

Liza: WOOF WOOF!

Saila: Aww

Liza: *Stays next to Saila as she sat on the wooden planks at the entrance of the Inn*.

Saila: She's no longer afraid of me.....or she is but senses that I am in pain.

Saila: * pets Liza as she looks cutely at Saila* Ok so about my ex, Hopkins.

Sita: LET'S GO YOU ARE FINALLY SPILLING THE T-E-A!!

Chrislanda: Granddaughter please, let her talk.

Saila: Hopkins and were friends since I switched schools, because I lived in Colorbloom and then moved to Mouserelia, specifically Mouserelle.

Saila: He was rich, and handsome, but he didn't care about the rich kids, he was kind and very strong an-

Sita: AND A BIG PIECE OF SHIT!

Saila: I mean....I don't know

Saila: I was bullied in school a lot, for being a peasant, that I had very little clothes, my family could only afford food and my father paid my school from the crops he grew on his farm.

Saila: We fought with all of my bullies, and we became best friends, we ate together...not in peace for a while, other kids kept throwing paper balls to us because Hopkins was eating with the "Broke Street Bitch".

Sita: Damn that's what they called you!?

Sita: Wait why "Street"?

Saila: Many made jokes that I am homeless and that I break in this school to steal.

Sita: Ah yes don't worry, they won't attack you anymore, it's good now.

Saila: Yeah now I am out of school and they don't know me-