"Ow," I groan, shifting to try and peel myself up off the floor, tonguing at my split lip and cutting my palm on a shard of glass.
Wheezing out a weak cough, I sit up, a little wobbly and a whole lot confused, and then turn to face him.
"Cas... what... the fuck," I say for like the hundredth time, sitting back on my heels as I try and catch my breath. There's blood running down my cheek, and I can feel the stinging ache in my cheekbone, and I just...
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Date: 2014-04-18 03:11 am (UTC)Wheezing out a weak cough, I sit up, a little wobbly and a whole lot confused, and then turn to face him.
"Cas... what... the fuck," I say for like the hundredth time, sitting back on my heels as I try and catch my breath. There's blood running down my cheek, and I can feel the stinging ache in my cheekbone, and I just...
This all went south really quick.