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tw! panic attack 

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Nick sat in his dimly lit room, bathed in the glow of his computer screen. His hands hovered over the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the timeline of the video footage he was currently attempting to edit. He had been at it for hours, trying to perfect every frame. But the video just didn't seem good enough. Nick was having thoughts like these often, like, maybe his efforts were not up to par, maybe the fans thought he was slacking, maybe the editing needed to just be better. 

Frustration gnawed at him, creeping up like smoke, clouding his mind. His breaths became shallow, his heart pounded in his chest. Panic began to set in."This isn't- I'm not good enough," Nick murmured to himself, his voice trembling. 

Suddenly, the room felt too small, too suffocating. Nick knocked his chair back, stumbling to his feet. He paced back and forth, running his hands through his hair, trying to calm himself down. But it was no use. The feeling of panic and failure was unbearable. Countless tears fell from Nick's eyes as his body begged for breath. Nick collapsed to his knees, head in his hands, sobbing, as his entire body trembled. 

When Nick's door burst open and Matt and Chris rushed in, Nick was so consumed by the panic that he didn't notice. Matt immediately sat down next to his brother, rubbing his back to soothe him. "Hey, hey, Nick, what's wrong?" Matt asked, his voice soft, but tinged with worry. "Breathe, buddy." 

Nick couldn't find the words to answer. He could only shake his head, his breathing quick, his chest tight with fear. Chris stepped forward, his hand reaching out to his brother. "It's okay, Nicky. Just try to take some big breaths." 

But Nick couldn't shake the grip of his panic. His mind raced with thoughts of failure and letting everyone down. Matt exchanged a worried glance with Chris before turning back to Nick. "Look at me." Matt put his hands on Nick's shoulders, forcing him to meet his eye line. "Look at me, Nicky," he repeated. 

"I- I can't... I can't-" Nick tried to form words, but it felt impossible. More tears rolled down his face, landing on his shirt, as quiet sobs fell from his lips. 

Chris stepped behind Nick, squeezing him in a tight hug, his arms wrapping around Nick's shaking body. "Let's take some calm breaths. Okay, Nicky?" 

Nick's breath hitched as he nodded feverishly. He felt like he was drowning. He mustered a small 'mhm' sound. 

Matt and Chris helped Nick regain control of his breathing, and finally, Nick took a deep, shuddering breath and looked at his brothers, his voice hoarse. "I... I can't do this. I can't edit- I'm too overwhelmed." Nick sniffled, as Matt fixed the knocked-over chair. 

Matt and Chris exchanged a loving smile, their eyes shining. "Oh, Nick," Chris said, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder. "We're a team, remember?" 

Together, the triplets went back to the computer, their heads bent over the screen as they worked through the video, each offering insights and suggestions. As they worked, Nick's panic faded into the background, replaced by a sense of calm and perseverance. Hours passed, but Nick didn't even notice. With each passing minute, the video began to take shape. When they finally finished, Nick sat back, exhaustion mixing with relief. As the triplets watched the finished product, a sense of pride swelled within them. As they sat together in the quiet of the room, basking in the glow of their accomplishment, Nick knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, he would always have his brothers by his side. 

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the endddd

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