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“I-I don’t know what’s going on… I was having a normal day, and, and, and, and-” Quackity groaned, his tics making him repeat his word over and over again. Karl stayed silent. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry- I’ll just leave-”
“No, wait! Quackity. Stay.” Karl’s tone turned sympathetic. “You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong, but you can talk to me.”
Quackity stayed silent. Or at least attempted to. His lips popped multiple times into the mic. He wanted to do nothing but crawl into a hole and cry.
“Do you have Tourette’s?”