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bạn sighed. bạn were ridiculously tired; beyond exhaustion. Things just weren’t going the way they should be. The stress had built up a tường around you.

And bạn couldn’t get out.

So bạn just cried. bạn couldn’t do anything else.

“Hey, (Y/N)…” Dally walks into your room, about to ask bạn something, then stops. “Babe, what’s wrong?” He says quietly, coming to sit down tiếp theo to bạn on the bed.

“I’m just… Tired.” Is all bạn could say

“I know the feeling,” he says as he starts to rub your back.

“What are bạn doing?” bạn sniffle.

“Giving bạn a massage; what else?” He grins. “It’ll make bạn feel better.”

“Thanks,” bạn manage to smile.