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[center][h1][color=f9ad81]Didi Sabello[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center][b]Location:[/b] Outside the party, bay trail -> The Party;
[b]Interacting with:[/b] Kip - [@rougeLily]; Everyone at the party; [/center]
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Whenever Kip has an episode, Didi always knew what to do to calm his nerves. A hug usually does the trick, a warm cup of herbal tea or an accompanied breathing session  but biking at the bay trail with her was one of Kip's ideal escapes from those reoccurring memories that long haunted him. The cool breeze of the sea and the street lights that uniformly lit the side walk was aesthetically comforting as both of them share an earphone, listening to [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcgyKo7vbm4&list=PLD423FD1C1FB77E7E] Kip's personal playlist [/url]. They stopped by a lone bench, and sat together while Didi reached a can of cold Nescafe to Kip, and a Bottle of Fanta Raspberry to herself w/c they bought earlier at a nearest 7/11. 

"I'm messed up." Kip broke the few seconds of silence.

[color=f9ad81]"Hmm?"[/color] Didi didnt hear her friend's softspoken voice, and adjusted the earbud to her left.

"I'm so sick of this feeling. Uneasy, Afraid. I feel like a burden to you, Didi."

[color=f9ad81]"Dont even."[/color] she stopped him before he can even say another word,her thin  hand gripping his. [color=f9ad81]"One thing for sure Kazuhiko, is not once, did I ever think of you that way. And you shouldnt either. You've been through a lot and  even though i will never understand how you're still sitting here talking to me after all that insane crap. I'm just glad your here and I'll help you get through it all the way." [/color] And true she had been doing it for years, it has become like a routine. Kip's having an episode? Okay, let him sit down, gently brush his hands, reassure him, take him out for some fresh air, tell jokes,  grab some ice cream, and everything's gonna be fine. 

Didi sighed and leaned on the bench, both her arms outstretched on the ledge. [color=f9ad81]" Remember that one night I came knocking on your front door with a busted lip and a box of old dvd's? Just turned 16 and what i got was a night of drunken bitching and a good right hook from dearest mom."[/color] It was one of those nights where her mom would get drunk,  and ramble shit on her kids and their fathers for being useless bags of semen. Didi had the courage of standing up to them, what resulted was the small scar tissue that's now visible on her bottom lip.  Kip always understood where she was coming from, and more than glad to shelter the young troubled teenage girl, eyes swollen from crying, who frequent his doorstep to watch evening cartoons.

"Was that the night we binge watched a whole season of Daria?"

[color=f9ad81]"Yeah. Half a season, you mean. Then you suggested we watch [i]Chucky[/i], For chrissakes. Still.  I never got to thank you properly for the present." [/color]

"You didnt have to. I was glad you came when you did, the nightmares stopped for some reason."

[color=f9ad81]"That's because I secretly wrestled the dream sasquatch under your bed while you were sleeping."[/color]

"Well then, makes perfect sense." Kip smiled, finally.  They sat a bit longer, savoring the peace and quiet, and reminiscing the time they first met, at this very same spot, Kip sneakily taking pictures of Didi. [color=f9ad81]" What were you thinking? I was this close to calling 911. You could've just approached me and said hi you know."[/color]

Didi stood up, throwing the empty bottle on the bin and popping a double mint in her mouth. [color=f9ad81]"Let's head back. They probably think we bailed out for good." [/color]

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On the way to the door Didi could hear  a wild animal screeching in pain only to realize that it was one of the patrons from the party singing some karaoke. She held firmly her ears as she walked in the establishment. 

[color=f9ad81]"Did some feral chimpanzee went loose?"[/color] She eyed the two strangers, one who was hogging all the mic action and the  other cuddling  next to Claire  and is that a homeless man shoving a plate of calamari in his mouth on the buffet table? Darn it. She sat next to Jay her hands still covering her delicate ears. This dude, she thought.  

[color=f9ad81]" Gotta give him credit for that amount of confidence."[/color] She exclaimed over the deafening screech.