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 Jessica tumbled in through her apartment window, pulled down her mask, and let herself fall back onto her bed.  She drew in a deep breath, and let her mind go blank for just a moment before exhaling sharply.  Then her mind began racing.  She had just kissed a boy – or, let a boy kiss her, anyway.  Not just any boy, but her best friend (well, Peter's best friend, but whatever).  It was exciting, and terrifying.  A relief to have some human contact, especially with someone she cared about – to finally get some attention from a life forcefully and suddenly taken away from her.  But it was nerve wracking as well, thinking about what the conseque