IHOPEIMNOTTOOLATE !! i would love to see smith once more 🥹🫶🏽 .
5-8-24 WIP Wednesday (Closed) | Fluent Freshman (FD)
He sits there like that wasting a full 10 minutes of his hour with Betsy just trying to calm down enough to breathe properly and he has no idea where his tea went, he hopes he didn’t spill it on her chair, the chair that Andrew is going to sit in–
“Smith, it’s okay. Try to stop thinking and just focus on breathing,” Betsy says and he can hear the concern in her voice.
“I-I’m okay,” Smith insists and forces himself to take deep breaths. “I’m so great.” he adds and knows it’s more that he’s trying to convince himself.
“You’re doing great at breathing Smith, a lot better than when we started this summer.” Betsy congratulates him as if figuring out how to breathe through a panic attack is something worth praising. Smith’s shoulders sag a little, with how pathetic he is, yeah, it is kind of an accomplishment.
He decides to just take the compliment in the spirit it was given.
“Thanks,” he croaks.