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Hip-no-fo-bia | Hypno-pho-bia | /hɪpnə(ʊ)ˈfəʊbɪə/. noun: Extreme or irrational fear of falling asleep. #2 in the Phobia series. __________ The wind blew softly, shifting wisps of her golden blonde hair. She laughed at her own silly jokes as they walked. "A little birdie told me you eat pasta for breakfast," Taylor blurted out to the stoic man in front of her. Oh, she knew he was annoyed alright, she knew he didn't appreciate her following him against his own will. But she just can't help it, there's something about the long-haired man that keeps pulling her in, like an invincible force, dragging her to danger. "I mean, I'm not judging you," She carried on, kicking pebbles out of her way. "Even the best of us have a knack for being weird." The man walking ahead of her suddenly stopped walking. Taylor had managed to prevent herself from bumping into him but had succeeded in wobbling and toppling over. Her butt was inches away from the ground when her hand was gripped and she was pulled up. She ignored the tingles that jolted up her arm and stood upright. He gave her one pointed look before saying; "I'm not weird." And then he resumed walking. Taylor laughed and brushed her hands on her jeans. "Then what are you, Gregory Weston?" ** Maryam M.B♥
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