Philosophy classroom: Monday office hours, 10am-2pm

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Tara sits at her desk, ostensibly grading but scarcely able to focus on anything. The footsteps in the hall were driving her insane, so the door is closed, but a note sticky taped to the door reads "Open for Office Hours. Please knock."

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Phoebe is shaking and staring in front of her.

"No! Leave her alone, get away from her!"

Phoebe shuddered and then she seemed to come back from wherever she was.

"Tara...oh god, Tara..." she looks at her. "Please, please be careful?"

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"Phoebe? Are you okay?" Tara grabs her bottle of water from the desk and hands it to Phoebe, smoothing back her hair.

"A vision?"

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Phoebe nods slowly, taking the water gratefully.

"I couldn't see everything clearly, but you were...somewhere that you didn't want to be." She drinks more water. "I'm not going to be nosy or demanding, but I just want you to please be careful?"

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"I will be, sweetie. I promise." Tara strokes Phoebe's back, more concerned about Phoebe for the moment than herself.