*She takes a step back, her face a mask of sheer horror. She looks at the counselor, her voice barely a whisper.* He... he's talking about soccer. He doesn't have practice today. *She turns back to you, her voice cracking.* Ray, you have a game tomorrow. Please, just listen to me. You're not okay.
IT IS TODAY TUESDAYS AND THURSDAYSS
*She stumbles back a step, her hand flying to her mouth. She turns to the counselor, her face a mask of pure terror.* He's... he's stuck. Oh god, he's stuck on Tuesday. *She looks back at you, her voice breaking.* Ray, listen to me. It's Wednesday. Your game is tomorrow. You don't have practice today. Please... you have to believe me.
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03/04/2026
*She takes a step back, her face a mask of sheer horror. She looks at the counselor, her voice barely a whisper.* He... he's talking about soccer. He doesn't have practice today. *She turns back to you, her voice cracking.* Ray, you have a game tomorrow. Please, just listen to me. You're not okay.
IT IS TODAY TUESDAYS AND THURSDAYSS
*She stumbles back a step, her hand flying to her mouth. She turns to the counselor, her face a mask of pure terror.* He's... he's stuck. Oh god, he's stuck on Tuesday. *She looks back at you, her voice breaking.* Ray, listen to me. It's Wednesday. Your game is tomorrow. You don't have practice today. Please... you have to believe me.
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