<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(65, 168, 95)">“ Yeah, right.... least I managed to get an education while locked up for being a few fries short of a happy meal. Maybe just hold me? “ Carrie asked as she ran her fingers through her hair, tried not to over stress herself by counting every step she took as she paced. She whistled, popped her head from side to side as her shoulders twitched it was a miracle she hadn’t given herself whiplash. The medication they were giving her was wearing off, she was on the verge of a full on tick fit. She couldn’t sit still for long periods of time, even just being outside caused her anxiety.   </span>