[She has to walk close to get by him anyway. Make for the bathroom and start up cold water. That is her intent, at least. She doesn't make it that far-
He staggers, he wheezes, and Adele's at his side without thinking, grabbing his shoulder to help him upright before she staggers back with a low hissed string of obscenities.
It'd been like sticking her hands into a fire, she can't keep from staring at them, whole, unharmed, but throbbing with that phantom pain. There should be blisters. Broken skin. Blackened flesh.
[action] June 11th
He staggers, he wheezes, and Adele's at his side without thinking, grabbing his shoulder to help him upright before she staggers back with a low hissed string of obscenities.
It'd been like sticking her hands into a fire, she can't keep from staring at them, whole, unharmed, but throbbing with that phantom pain. There should be blisters. Broken skin. Blackened flesh.
But they're whole and unmarked.]
That...stings. Like a bitch.