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"You don't.." Jakon fiddled with his hands, "You don't happen to remember me?"

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+ angexargent abidingargent
"You don't.." Jakon fiddled with his hands, "You don't happen to remember me?"
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"If I were you, that's not an alley I'd turn down."
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She had lost count of how many days she had tried to avoid sleep. Every time she closed her eyes a new nightmare came, one more vivid than the other. Sometimes she didn't need to sleep. It took only a second for her to loose control and be transported to an imaginary world where her greatest fears became a reality. But Allison couldn't tell anyone about it. They would think she was insane and her father would worry. The last thing she wanted was for him to worry about her. Allison Argent could take care of herself.
With her bow around her arm, the young brunette made her way through the woods, reaching the spot she used for target practice. Her hands shook so bad whenever she tried to aim, it was infuriating. She needed to get a grip. Suddenly, she shuffling of leaves startled her; someone was there.
"Hello?"
Allison asked but only silence replied.
"Anyone there?"
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Zach still hated Beacon Hills. It wasn't a bad city, not at all, but it was boring and the plastic cup in his hand was sweating. There were too many people in this room and he pushes his way out to the backyard, taking a drink from his cup and grimacing at the taste. He hated beer; too bitter and he abandons the cup on a table. He doesn't even know who's house he's at, someone named Whittemore, he thinks.
There are people in the pool and he can't tell if they're drunk or high or neither; all he sees is a lot of water and wet bodies and he itches to join them, but he doesn't want to either. Doesn't know them and he promised himself when he was forced to the city he'd stop with the random hook-ups.
He walks back into the house, bypassing the crowded kitchen and the living room, taking a random turn and Zach ends up in a nearly empty room, people milling about and he sees a bottle of harder liquor being passed around in the corner. He wanders to the corner, takes a shot of the vodka and it burns going down before he drops onto the couch next to a dark-haired girl.
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is everything okay?
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