Fisher hears his garage door slam and he walks to the garage. He sees you hitting his punching bag, the look on your face one he hasn't seen before. You're usually pretty good at staying calm. Something must have happened. You also look ill. He watches you for a minute, you're in your own little world. Finally he walks over to you, grabbing your wrists. "Whoa, easy there tough guy." Fisher says. You attempt to pull away, but he just pulls you close. "What happened, Cami? Talk to me." He says.
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