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Shannon frowned at what Robyn had said.
"I wouldn't tell them anyways..." he mumbled. He knew that if he said something about it they would indeed have him see a psychiatrist. They worried too much about him, and he hated when they hovered over him like he was a baby. That's why he never told them about the bullies at school. They would take him out and start homeschooling him again. Even though he didn't have any friends at school and was teased endlessly, he would rather be there than stuck at home, never getting to see all of the other kids his age. It took him forever to convince his parents to let him into public school, so he could never tell them about anything amiss with him.

He sighed and summoned his short sword again. He just wanted to get through this night, and even though he was about to fall over, he knew he couldn't let his guard down.
"Let's just get this night over with," he said to her, the frown in his face deepening even further.

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She couldn't lie, she'd thought about it herself as well. But there was nothing she could do about it, right? She was trapped until she her luck ran out or until she turned 25.
"What good is it to wonder about it if we can't do anything about it?" she voiced her thoughts, a growl lacing her voice.
The sounds of new creatures creeped into her ears. Their time was almost up. She stood up and stretched painfully, testing her side. It seemed like she could make it through the night fighting lower level monsters.
"We shouldn't wait for them to find us in here, so let's go meet them instead," she said to Patrick as she summoned her spear, slamming the end of it onto the hard floor, the sound echoing around them.