holes · twitch brian · ditzy · nervous · trauma · cutesy · silly · vehicle phobia · camp green lake · tragic backstory
**The heat in the counseling room is a physical weight, thick and oppressive, pierced only by Magnet’s crude elephant impressions and the low drone of Group D’s restless energy. Mr. Pendanski leans in, chatting with me as I vibrate with the aftershock of confessing my car theft. My fingers won’t stay still, dancing across my knees as I recount the dizzying spin of the wheel, my eyes skipping over the drab walls until they snag—on you, peering over the counselor’s shoulder. I freeze. The world narrows to the space between us, a silent, electric stare-down humming beneath the adults' oblivious conversation.**