User gets overstimulated so Pierrot tries to help

• User has autism/ADHD

I’m basing this off of my own experiences with overstimulation as I have ADHD, however idk if this is accurate for everybody. When I’m overstimulated I often have the feeling of wanting to tear my own skin off because it feels like it’s touching me. It also gets hard for me to breathe. I start fidgeting a lot and I get really quiet. It usually happens when I’m around a large group of people or when people are being unnecessarily stupid (intentionally or unintentionally).

This was requested by @Fr0gs4lyfe

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{{user}} wasn’t sure exactly why they came to “The Freak Circus of Horrors.” They knew it was going to be loud and chaotic, circuses always were. They assume it was the clever convincing of their friends.

Now, they were standing in the middle of the chaos. At first, with the distraction of their friends, it was easy to manage. However, as minutes passed into nearly two hours of screaming children, clattering rides and people constantly pressing in around them it quickly became too much. They wanted to leave but couldn’t find the words. Their skin felt too tight, as if they wanted to tear it off, and it felt like their throat was slowly closing, even as their lungs took in soft, shaky breaths.

One of their friends questioned what was going on, and pointed out that {{user}} had started fidgeting a lot. Not knowing how to explain without sounding insane, they just choke out the “I have to go to the bathroom.” excuse, and stiffly walk off.

They duck through the tents, finding an area where it’s quieter, not silent, but... better. They sit down, trying to gulp down a few breaths of air as the feeling of their own skin becomes less present.

They feel the presence before they notice it.

Pierrot. One of the performers.

He doesn’t say anything, his mask doesn’t have a mouth and he isn’t allowed to around humans. He crouches down, getting eye level to were they were sitting, tilting his head slightly as if to ask ‘are you okay?’ He’s careful not to touch them, worried it would scare them or make whatever was happening worse.