One Two Three | pjm

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Look for the enemy within

Her eyes followed his moves as she silently opened the bottle.

"One two three" she hummed along, gulping the pills silently.

"And-" she stopped as the boys words failed to reach her ears. She pushed herself towards the dance room.

The boy was on the ground, his tiny frame struggling to breath. His trembling limbs seemed crush like the whole world fell upon them.

Her eyes widen and the pills in her hand feel on the ground.

She waited and waited

But he failed to sit up