Gabby came running to the room, balling her eyes out with mascara dripping down her face. “Oh my gosh” she cries out. “Guys, I literally almost died.” As she continues to freak out on the couch me and Madison exchange looks. Not that we don’t care, we just know that she…well is a little over the top. “Do you want to talk about it?” I ask, hoping she will dismiss me. She wipes her face smudging her makeup all over to the point she looked like the joker. “Yeah I would” she mumbles. I can hear Madison let out a small sigh, but quickly correct it with a smile. Gabby sits straight and begins talking so loudly I can barely understand her words. “So like, I was just minding my business, and I get a message from a friend asking if I’m ok, right? So I’m like yeah girl, I’m good, what’s this about. And SHE says that a news reporter was covering a story about a murder, and my car was literally right behind him. So like, if I was in my car a few hours after I got out, I would be like, right near the murder.” It took everything inside me not to break out in laughter. “Maybe this is something you should bring up to your therapist?” I ask keeping in the giggles bubbling inside me. She put her hand to my mouth and says, “how can you even suggest that! Everyone can see my license plate now and I’ll become the target of the next murder. I have to move out of LA.” This time, Madison can’t keep in her giggles and starts laughing right at Gabby’s face. “I’m sorry Zi, you can deal with her yourself” she says while grabbing the nachos and walking away. I turn back to Gabby, who is still in distress. “Look Gabby, nobody is going to want to target a random car on TV.” “You. Don’t. Get. It!” She groans. “I can be linked to the crime and hunted down. I have watched enough true crime to know how this works. I think I’ll have to change my look and stuff, maybe even my name!” This girl is helpless. I get up from the sofa, and mumble “your not special enough to be hunted down you know” before leaving. Sometimes tough love is what it takes to smack someone back into reality.