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Leo sat on his swing that he had made for himself. It was in the woods, but close enough to the camp that you could still see it. He came out here whenever he started to panic. The memories of the past came flooding back and only feeling exhilarated seem to block them... That or getting comforted. But Leo didn't want any one to have to watch him go through that. Leo sighed and started to twist the swing right, knowing that you would go faster if you spun left. (IDK if thats true its just what I think after spinning on a swing.) When the 5'1 boy was done it was all the way up to his chest. Leo jumped up onto the swing, and let the memories wash away.

Jason watched as Leo was spinning, a slight blush overtaking him. The smaller Latino boy always had a way to make him blush, intentionally and unintentionally. Jason knew about all the reason he was here and he wanted to help... But Leo never opened up to him so Jason settled for this. A small smile bloomed on Jason's face as he watched his crush laugh.

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This is bad. But I like it.

Have a great day/afternoon/night!

-May

Edit:

I didn't mention it in the story but I do this too because I love feeling exhilarated.