perfectly normal paranoia
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after a few hours of silence in the library

Stephanie: Riley, what's the word for an escalating...thing. Like a chain reaction?
Riley: In what context?
Stephanie: In a..(laughs for a while)...like when something makes a bunch of other things happen... (Riley remains silent)
Stephanie: like when a fat girl...(laughs, Riley puts her book down)
Stephanie: (more laughing) like when a fat girl SLAPS HER THIGHS TOGETHER AND THE JIGGLE GOES ALL THE WAY UP TO HER STOMACH
Riley: (no laughing) I don't know. I'm reading Holocaust poetry.
Stephanie: Chain reaction will do.
[a few minutes of silence later]
Riley: Do you mean like a domino effect?
Stephanie: I mean when Snack Cakes gets excited.
(Riley starts crying)
Riley: Earthquakes.
(silence continues)