𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 , @parkcrdavis .
❛ i don't know ? it all feels pretty crazy . . . ❜ zeppelin began as he glanced over at parker . she'd always felt like a safe space for him . someone he knew would 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 be there . . . even if at times , that could feel a little bittersweet due to the feelings he had for her . . . feelings he tired to keep under wraps in order to stay in her life . that being said , she was someone that he felt safe around . someone that could calm some of those inner struggles he dealt with . ❛ weird having so many people from high school coming back . . . ❜ although , the reasoning for them all coming back was much more ( weird , ) than them simply being there in the first place . everything having to do with the messages , the dares , the blackmail and the cops getting involved in the case of christopher wilder again . . . now that , that part was where it got weird . nevertheless , zeppelin continued to think if he stuck his head in the sand a little longer it 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 come and swallow him up .
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truthfully . . . as much as zeppelin probably 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 want to believe it about himself . . . ( he wasn't the smartest person in the world . ) zeppelin was dumb enough to fall for 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 games were bring played on him . he was naive enough to fall for whatever tricks . that being said , he was also more liable to fall for whatever lies were told to him and hold onto it forever . . . ( touché . ) zeppelin not exactly the type that could let go of things all that easily . you couldn't be as turned around as zeppelin and not be the type that's mind wasn't constantly moving and holding on things from a decade earlier . as if he wasn't catching onto the sarcasm and teasing , more than likely because of the thoughts he thought to be true ringing in his head . disallowing him to really put the actual 𝐏𝐔𝐙𝐙𝐋𝐄 pieces together . zeppelin's eyes widened for a spilt second before he shook his head before he looked at the other . ❛ oh , no it's great . . . amazing , seeing you . ❜ more than likely a lie but zeppelin wasn't trying to be rude . . . then again , the moment the words came out he felt it was too much . ❛ sorry , i wasn't trying to be rude . um , ❜ stopping for a second he motioned at the other as if he'd just come up with an idea . ❛ you wanna get a coffee or something ? catch up ? ❜ not that zeppelin really 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 to sit and catch up with michael but . . . in the name of . . . pleasantries .
michael was intelligent enough , even in his often delirious highs and lows , to know what he had done with zeppelin . reflectively , he hadn't anticipated that it would still be playing on the others mind over ten years later but michael thought that demonstrated how memorable he was . it was a talent . on this occasion , he was all too preoccupied by his own reading to give much thought to zeppelin or the reason he was attending , comment just a good natured joke . " not bad ? " there is clear humour , teasing , edged with that confusing flirtation that you could always sense in his presence , an unnerving but inviting energy . " after ten years apart , all you can say is that it isn't bad to see me and you came to look at records instead . it's like you don't even see me standing here , " owing less to michael's ego and more to his penchant for mischief which always lived on , fingertips resting on his chin as if he was mulling over this shocking revelation .
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 , @simply-mira .
getting out of work , zeppelin grabbed his things and exited the restaurant . a deep breath escaping his lips as he stood out in the back , the 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 and 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 being something somewhat relaxing for the split second as he stood there . finally , he pulled his keys out of his pocket and started to move towards the parking lot . it was then that he saw the familiar face , a smile pulling at the corners of his lips . ❛ how's my favorite customer ? ❜ he teased before looking over at his car and then back at the girl . ❛ you wanna go somewhere with me ? ❜ getting out of there with someone he 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘 liked sounding like a great idea in that moment .
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 . @isabclsantos .
stopping in his tracks when standing in front of isabel , zeppelin couldn't help but take a breath like he was preparing himself . if there was anyone that could wrap the male around their finger , it was her . not that wrapping zeppelin around your finger was all that hard . ( he was the perfect target . ) just 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 enough to fall for most anything . that being said , zeppelin didn't necessarily even like isabel . he knew better , knew that she played games with his head and yet . . . he was still showing up or entertaining it . perhaps this was his own way to self destruct ? when the world 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 going the way he wanted . . . why not let the mind games continue ? ❛ isabel . . . always a pleasure . ❜ not exactly the 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 but . . . as much as zeppelin was always waiting for the other shoe to drop around isabel . . . that was also why he kept amusing it , wasn't it ?
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 , @abstractguilt .
❛ i just want to thank you , ❜ zeppelin began as he stood in front of sanem . a soft smile played against his lips as he handed over the little batch of flowers . zeppelin being . . . well zeppelin . . . he had his 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 and 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 but he also had his little charms . those flowers being specially picked on one of his walks . ( he was a man of nature , ) what could he say ? besides , he felt as though sanem 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐄𝐃 him during his full on panic attack during the lockdown . any alternative motives or chaos seeking from the girl completely out of the question for zeppelin . he 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘 felt as though , someone saw him for the first time and 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 to be there for him . a thank you , some flowers , it was the least he could do . little did he know there was a lot more swirling around the girls brain than he'd ever be able to comprehend . ❛ it's not every day someone tries to talk the guy falling to the ground down . i appreciate it . ❜
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 , @malcolmiswright .
❛ how're you ? ❜ zeppelin asked as he looked over at malcolm . zeppelin knew if he was going 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄 . . . malcolm had to be losing his shit on the inside as well . well , that's all he could assume being that the two didn't really speak about chris or what had happened to him . they didn't speak of the past as much as they possibly should've . instead , focusing on the future . perhaps , it helped that they didn't become close until after . either way , it was too hard to 𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐄 now . ❛ you know , i believe that that tape was nothing , right ? ❜ people were getting dares now . . . doing things he knew they probably didn't want . . . or . . . ( was that just him ? ) . no , it couldn't have been just him . . . zeppelin being specially picked out, singled out ? no . . . there was nothing 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 about him . . . he couldn't be the only one . . . lips pressed together as if his thoughts were out loud . a 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 he felt he still had to keep to himself . ❛ if anyone's gonna have your back through this , i will . okay ? promise . ❜ and that was true . zeppelin was a lot of things and at times , his words were just dust in the wind but he did mean it when it came to those he cared about . ❛ it's clear someone's messing with all of us . trying to get us to all turn against each other and assume things . make everyone look bad . ❜
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 , @maudestia .
kicking at the rocks beneath his feet as he walked the trail . zeppelin wanted to clear his mind . with everything going on , it was 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓 for the male to comprehend what was 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄 and what wasn't . ⏤ eyes fell on the girl beside him as he tugged at the strap of his backpack . ❛ wanna find a spot to eat ? i got a pb & j and some apple slices calling our names . ❜
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 , @isamorgan .
focusing on something other than his police interview or even the fact that chris wilder seemingly came back from the dead . zeppelin spotted the familiar face , a smile tugging at his lips as he did his best to come off as . . . 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 as humanly possible . besides , it was isa . . . maybe all he was was a friendly face in a crowd of many to her but zeppelin had a 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓 of wanting to be seen and noticed by those that didn't really see him as anything other than the random friendly guy . well . . . depending who you are . zeppelin cardoso wore many faces to many people . to some , he was the sweet guy . to others , he was the odd . . . dumb . . . or even mentally unstable guy . nevertheless , here he was . ❛ isa ! ❜ probably the most cheerful zeppelin had sounded since all of this started again . or at least , the least stressed he's sounded in awhile . ❛ how're you ? i feel like i haven't seen you around in a bit . ❜
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zeppelin finding himself in a library may have been something most wouldn't have thought they'd witness . yet , here he was . that being said , every library had an array of vinyls , the section zeppelin usually found himself gravitating towards immediately . wanting to distract himself from the interview he had had with the police . zeppelin felt as though he was a mess . ( when did he not ? ) something that seemed to be a 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 trait for the male . nevertheless , things felt a lot heavier than their usual 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 and 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐌 . fingers slid across the different records before he finally dropped his hands to the side . his brain barley comprehending anything he was looking at due to how overwhelmed he felt . there were some things not even browsing records could fix . walking through the library , zeppelin found himself going to the nearest sitting area . taking a moment to himself . . . well , that was until michael took the sit across from him . ( great , ) michael was the last person zeppelin wanted to deal with right now . more 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓 for actions he let spiral out of control in his own head . ❛ oh . . . no , i mean . . . i'm sure it was great and it's good to see you . or , it's⏤ it's not bad . ❜ he really should shut his mouth before ever opening it . stop the awkward nonsense from spilling out . then again , an incident that happened ten years ago still managed to have an awkward affect on zeppelin . even at his best , he'd probably still act a 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋 in front of michael . ❛ but i'm just here 'cause i was looking in the record section . ❜
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for many , it was an uncomfortable experience . on the other hand , michael appeared to be thriving in his newfound role as the second coming of religion in lincoln city . for the first time , he was getting along with his father ( who may have still doubted this new leaf too ) and seemed to be a very respectable member of society . it had only been two weeks but he left nothing but good omens in his wake , the brightness that he cast almost making people forget the darkness of what else was going on . michael never spoke of chris , never thought of him … tried not to get too tangled up in his association with the night in question while they waited for police to ask them again , what had happened . on this particular day , he had just finished his reading at the library . a line of happy children and parents filtering out as he leans against the wooden table that was set up beside the spot he had been occupying . he was nothing but full of lovely , kind deeds for the ever deserving community that surrounded cursed devils lake . " i'm sorry to say that you already missed the reading … it was one of my best renditions of little red riding hood … " fingertips walking across the table momentarily as he settles to sit , " or did you just come to see me ? "
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・ 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖.
⏤ 𝟎𝟓.𝟏𝟖.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.
zeppelin sat in front of the investigator , a look of guilt plastered across his face . the question of if he was guilty or not was up to debate , wasn't it ? no . . . of course not . he hadn't done anything wrong . he hadn't done anything wrong all those years ago and nothing had changed . . . or had it ? the male never being one to hide his emotions all too well when it really came down to it . the nerves were clear , not exactly the mask zeppelin wanted to wear on that specific day . then again , how was anyone supposed to stay level headed after that message ? everything seemed to happen back to back . one moment he was bending over backwards for a faceless person behind a keyboard or phone . and now here he was feeling as if he was bending over backwards for a ghost behind a screen . ⏤ feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders . he played with his fingers as he sat in that chair . eyes going from downcast to looking up before quickly falling back to his fingers . if people didn't know how anxiety ridden zeppelin was . . . they'd probably think there was something extremely off about him . . . then again , maybe there was ?
the silence that filled the room was finally met with the first question . ( 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ? ) it was an easy enough question . . . if zeppelin hadn't been living on a mountain of small and not so small lies since that godforsaken night . the age old question everyone was faced with when that mountain of lies became too large and tangled . . . when it had finally became a web of terror . this was his black widow moment . . . the moment he was taken out . the life and blood clearly sucked from his features as he started to question what he'd said all those years ago . for a mama's boy he really wasn't great at listening to her age old advice of telling the truth was always the best policy . ❛ home . . . ❜ a lie . . . he wasn't home . . . he'd never said he was home . eyes closed for a moment before a small breath escaped his lips and hazel eyes fell back on the investigator in front of him . ❛ sorry , i'm just a little . . . i was at an end of the year party . wanted to have fun with all my friends before everyone went their separate ways , like any teenager . ❜ feeling his heart pick up in pace . zeppelin wasn't the smartest person in the world but he knew that he was making a fool of himself . . . as seemingly , always .
that didn't stop the questions , onto the next . how someone could sit across from him and not feel the same dread and doom . simply doing their job , asking what needed to be asked and jotting down their notes . . . meanwhile zeppelin felt as if his world was crumbling around him . just as he'd felt all those years ago when he was questioned the first time . ( 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐖 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑 ? ) a tricky one . . . zeppelin rolling through the scrolls in his own brain . . . what had he said ? what lie had he spat out ten years ago ? you'd think he'd have every lie memorized to a tee . . . but truthfully . . . zeppelin never thought he'd be here again . ❛ at the party , we . . . we were close but we really didn't hang around the same crowd . ❜ zeppelin lied through his teeth , they'd never been close . . . but in a desperate attempt to save his and his friends secrets . . . he let himself fly a little too close to the sun in order to do whatever idiotic thing he felt would help . lie after lie after lie after lie . . . ❛ really wish i would've seen him more but a party that big . . . you get a little lost in the crowd . ❜ zeppelin continued .
( 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑 ? ) eyes focused back on the man in front of him , as if he'd finally kicked into gear . zeppelin seemed to calm in a sense . a less paranoid look on his face and a more . . . tired look took it's place . a moment of feeling completely out of his body , watching himself from below as he answered the questions . wanting nothing more than to disassociate with the entire thing . his brain working overtime to string together everything he was feeling and thinking to the point where the motor seemingly went out . what was real ? what was fake ? what was the truth ? what was a lie ? ❛ friends . . . best . ❜ was all he said , another lie as he was dismissed and stood up . the only words flashing in his head like an alarm was GUILTY . . . no . . . no , no , no . . . he wasn't guilty . . . he hadn't done anything wrong . . . of course not . he repeated once again as he gave a weak smile and nod to the man before turning around and leaving . feeling even less settled than he had ten years prior .
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confrontation or fighting of any sort wasn't at all in zeppelin's programming . everything about it made him feel sick to his stomach . like at any moment he'd turn his back and spew all over the floor . . . but alas , this was a high stress situation and zeppelin had already felt like he was losing his mind . on top of that , cherry 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 really someone zeppelin wanted to mess with . not only from who he knew her to be in their years of high school together . but there was also the fact that a few hours earlier she had been someone that was calling him out for inviting the wilder's . if he wasn't already in a sea of panic , he probably would've 𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐃 a conversation with her altogether .
❛ then go ! ❜ the male bursted out , his heart pacing to a speed he didn't know possible . ❛ go try and get it open ! or is that too much of a challenge for you too ? ❜ it was then that he realized his voice was getting louder and he was becoming something he didn't like . zeppelin being someone that couldn't even step on a damn bug . . . yelling at someone else that was 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 upset with the situation wasn't really . . . it . the feeling in his chest getting tighter as he started to now not only 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 everything going on around them but the way he had lost his cool . ( was zeppelin ever cool ? ) debatable . . . but still , he lost the nuance of being slightly invisible . ❛ i'm . . . i⏤ sorry , i just . . . ❜ zeppelin began , rambling and stumbling over his own words as he took another breath . it coming out sharper than he intended . something he was hoping flew under the radar . he really wasn't doing in favors in the department of people that thought he was a spineless loser . . . ❛ i just don't know what to do . i don't want to be stuck in here either . . . and i don't get why the cops are here . . . something isn't right . . . this isn't shit people do for normal flood protocol . ❜ zeppelin continued to ramble . mainly wanting to defend his yelling .
if she had expected to get into an argument , a verbal altercation with anyone , it wouldn't have been zeppelin . from the very moment this day had started then he seemed like he was truing to cause an issue . he had invited the wilders to this car crash of an event for no reason and decided to go to his grave defending that shitty decision . in that moment , she couldn't make sense of anything he was doing or saying and feeling hot and bothered , she only getting more angry with him for being so stupid . sure , she knew he was a bit of an idiot in high school and since but this was a new level and he wanted to start an argument with her ? well , she was about to fly off the handle and she knew that whatever came out of her mouth , it would never end up being something good or nice .
" yeah , well , considering the fucking track record ... most of you wouldn't try to open an unlocked door if you were inside so this is probably seeming like too big of a challenge , " and she was right ... about herself and everyone else ... they could walk out of the cage any time but they chose not to . there was more on her mind than being trapped , the claustrophobia definitely not helping the situation but a vision in her mind that was tearing her to pieces ... an image of devils lake overflowing into the town and chris' dead , rotting body rolling down into lincoln city after ten long years . she needed to get out of there . maybe she even needed to get out of town . " the police are outside that door and we don't know why ... lincoln city is fucking flooding and we're sat here doing absolutely nothing ! " she knew that zeppelin was a weak link despite his story telling , that he was someone who had a nervous disposition ... she didn't know why the police were there , she didn't know why they were trapped but she did know one thing , " i need to get out of here . "
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perhaps if he wasn't as freaked out by everything going on he wouldn't have shook of the look on samen's face . it seemed to be a theme when it came to the girl . in high school and here right now , he saw her but he didn't truly . . . see her . a level of not understanding the person in front of him . a level he truly didn't even realize . that being said , the male had a way of living inside his own head . living with all the panic and struggles he'd muster up in that head of his . 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 him to what was happening right in front of him . for instance , samen standing there staring at him , practically licking her chops at the sight of his dismay . ( to be fair , ) if anyone was looking for someone to suck the life source out of and come up with panic , anxiety and a healthy dose of unwell - ness . . . zeppelin was more than likely a 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 option . ❛ i don't get why someone would lock us in and then run off ? where are they ? who locked us in ? are the wilder's here still ? did they hit the doom button and lock us all in ? ❜ maybe this was his karma ? he didn't refill mrs. wilder's glass enough throughout the first half of the night . and now they 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 them all in for their revenge . plopping down on the ground , zeppelin brought his hands up to his face . pushing his fingers against his eyes for a moment before sliding them back to brush through his hair . ❛ this is it , ❜ he continued before laying his back against the ground , looking up at the ceiling . ❛ this is the end . . . i can hear it . . . the light sounds of classic music playing in the background . ❜ clearly just the sounds of michael playing whatever tune it was he was playing on the other side of the room . but that didn't matter . . . he was in distress for godsake !
sanem had been watching zeppelin — it would be a bold face lie to say that she hadn't been. she couldn't help herself, that little highschool girl still holding onto an infatuation she'd never truly let go of. . . and now, with him looking so distressed, she couldn't help the warmth that flooded her cheeks. her fingers were dancing amongst one another, tangling and twisting, velvet lip tucked firmly between teeth as a smile — almost sinister in nature — splintered across otherwise pretty features. panic looked so enchanting on him . . . so BEAUTIFUL. the way the sharp features seemed to harden and twitch, the locking of his jaw and the swelling of inhales as he tried to steady himself and not look as worried as he likely was. sanem was so entranced that when he had turned to face her, she hadn't had time to disguise her adoration for the way he looked right now, sipping on air like it was a cocktail and holding it captive in her lungs until he spoke. ❛ not at all, ❜ sanem breathed in reply, finally softening her features into ones that could be deemed worried but. . . the flutter of her heart said otherwise. ❛ i don't think the air turned off but . . . they did lock us in here. maybe that's what's making it feel so . . . stuffy. ❜
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maybe iris was keeping herself composed despite all the obvious oddities going on . . . but zeppelin couldn't keep his composure for the life of him . he really had 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 been the type to want to come off a certain way but his actions and the looks on his face always gave him away . 𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 , for someone that spent the last ten years of their life throwing out white lie after white lie . ( was he considered a pathological liar now ? ) the thought crossed his mind for a split second , adding to the panic he was already feeling . then again , that was zeppelin . he let his own mind 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐃 on itself , constantly . ❛ what ? that we're all gonna go floating down the roads of lincoln city in this torture chamber of a building ? ❜ zeppelin bursted out , again , not the best at hiding his panic when that panic was on alert . how people were able to swallow down all those feelings and emotions . . . was something zeppelin would claim to understand but 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 truly would . ❛ sorry , that wasn't directed towards you . . . i'm just . . . this whole thing is driving me fucking insane . ❜ not that zeppelin hadn't felt like he was going insane ever since the day that all made that pact .
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This was not ideal. Not in any fucking sense of the word and Iris knew her stepmother was most likely behind the security system being triggered. Them being trapped in here was not because of the possible flood, she knew that escaping to higher ground was the smartest decision and yet...that was no longer an option. Fucking Yvonne. "This is not good," she mumbled to herself, trying to fight the urge to go into a panic at having all of her control stolen from her but she couldn't help but think about that video, a welcome distraction from the current chaos. "At least we have something to talk about."
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𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 : pt. 2 event starter .
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 : @abstractguilt .
zeppelin felt as if he was going completely insane . the idea of being trapped inside somewhere being something overwhelming to the male . he could hardly handle being in and out of an elevator . although , a bigger space . . . this was the 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 place he wanted to be trapped . how could this group of people all being stuck in one room together become anything other than horrible ? ( some of the thoughts going through zeppelin's head . ) not exactly the most positive person in the world . ⏤ pacing , zeppelin kept trying to do his best to take deep breaths . feeling the anxiety and paranoia he'd been feeling all night become tenfold . hands came up to his head for a moment before he let them fall back down to his sides . noticing the other , zeppelin 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 help but look at her and take another deep breath . ❛ does it feel stuffy in here to you ? it's really stuffy . . . did the air turn off ? ❜ the male asked , rambling on . a hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck as he tried his best to seem as ( " normal " ) as possible .
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