I stumble, trying to grasp the only bit of air I have left.
"It's fine, it won't hurt"
Though out of breath, somehow I muster up the ability to chuckle bitterly at his statement.
Oop. Wrong choice.
I stumble, trying to grasp the only bit of air I have left.
"It's fine, it won't hurt"
Though out of breath, somehow I muster up the ability to chuckle bitterly at his statement.
Oop. Wrong choice.