Large groups.
If I see a large number of people together, especially ones whom I dislike or am not friendly with, I try my best to move the hell away. Even large groups of friends can be overwhelming, because I know that my chums are liable to do something dumb when in a pack. Its a habit of theirs.
Being Lost.
I must know the exact route to get back home or tow a checkpoint I can find home from at all times. I hate not having a route. I also have a piss-poor sense of direction. The further away I go, the more paranoid about being lost I am. I always have some friend with me to point out the way back.
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