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What's this thing poking me?

Derek's point of view:

"Derek, can I sleep with you?" Ronnie asked, her voice trembling.

I stiffened, gaping at her terrified face, taken aback by her request.

Outside, a thunderstorm raged on.

The sound of rain pounding against the windows and the rumbling of thunder in the distance filled my room.

I could feel Ronnie's body trembling as she stood in front of me, her arms wrapped tightly around me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear.

"I'm terrified of thunderstorms," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've always been scared of them since I was a child."

I could see the fear in her eyes and I wanted to help.

I asked her to tell me more about her phobia, and she explained how she couldn't be alone during a thunderstorm.

She would go to her mother for comfort, but now that her mother was not here, she had no one to turn to.

Another clap of thunder echoed and Ronnie buried her face in my chest, shaking in fear
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