Equius came in, and hugged me gently, though still pretty tightly. I should explain. As I mentioned earlier, Equius' back isn't even. He has Scoliosis, and it's pretty hard on his back, and one way to keep his back from giving out was to build up muscle. He had to build up a lot of muscle, however, so now, he was very strong, and couldn't control it as well as he would have liked to.

Equius hugged me for a moment, then let go, and held my hand. He looked so concerned, it nearly broke my heart. I wish there was a way to convince him I was okay, but knowing him, he'd have to see it to believe it.

"Nepeta, why didn't you tell me you felt bad? I could have helped in some way, or kept you home..."

"Equius, it's okay. I actually go through sensory overload a lot, it's mostly internal. That was just a bad attack, and it may take a few days to recover fully, but right now, I'm fine. Okay?" I gave him a mall smile, but he didn't seem convinced. I sighed and hugged him again, and pet his hair. "Want me to play with your hair?"

"Nepeta please... but yes." I giggled, and had him sit in front of me, and gave him a braid in his hair, while he vented out all the reasons he felt bad for the S.O.. Then we switched, and he played with my hair, while I told him it was fine, and I was okay, and promised I would still go horse-back riding with him this weekend. He seemed to relax after that, and we hugged it out for a bit, and he sang to me. Then, it was Sollux's turn. I held out my fingers in a sideways peace sign, and Equius did the same, and we toughed our fingers together to make a sideways diamond. It was our secret handshake.

Equius left, and Sollux was sent in. He just kinda sauntered in, and closed the door behind him, then ran up to me and hugged me.

"Thank god you're okay... Dammit, when KK told me what happened to you, he made it sound like you went to the HOSPITAL or some shit!" He let go of me, and sat next to me. "Though, now I know it was just sensory overload, I'm feeling better, know you'll be okay soon."

"...How do you know that?"

"Well, Mituna, he's Autistic, you know? He goes into S.O. A lot, and it usually takes him a few hours to sleep after, and depending on how bad it was, a few hours to a few days to recover. But, knowing you, you should be fine by tomorrow night at the latest." He said, ruffling my hair. I giggled and punched his arm lightly. "you come to me if you get S.O again, okay? Me and my dad are excellent at helping it calm down, and turning recovery into a breeze."

"Thanks, Sollux. You're being pretty cool about this. The other guys were all over me with concern, but it is nice to have someone understand what happens AFTER Sensory Overload." I said, laying back down and facing the ceiling. The nice, blank, white ceiling. It was calming to see nothing but white, even for a moment in the silence. Sollux pulled up my desk chair, sat in it, and leaned back, keeping the silence. He hummed softly, and reached out, and held my hand, rubbing little circles on it. I looked at him, confused and he just smirked.

"This is how we help 'Tuna. He loves having his hand held, and he says rubbing circles on his hand is relaxing. I can stop if you want."

"No...no, Mituna's right, it's pretty relaxing, thanks..." He nodded, and looked around my room.

"I like your room... you decorate it yourself?"

"Yeah, mom got me paint, and told me to do it however I wanted, so I made it into what my favorite song looks like. The words, I mean. Turned out pretty nice."

"Yeah, really, it did. What song?"

"Welcome to the Black Parade."

"Nice."

We sat in silence after that. After a while, he stood, patted me on the head, and told me to feel better soon. I smiled, waved, and watched him walk out. Ever since what happened in second grade, I had honestly been pretty wary of him. But now, he didn't seem so bad.