[ Gravity is a cruel mistress, and the second she slams into the floor, Andy knows she's going to be black and fucking blue tomorrow from all this. But hell, like she gives a damn. Small price to pay for a little rough-housing. ]
Fuck — [ She wheezes the curse out, breathless half from the impact and half from the little almost-laugh she makes. ] I'm too fucking old for this shit.
[ She lays on the floor for a moment, her chest still heaving with the effort of catching air. Finally, she reaches out for him. ]
Come on. Give me a hand.
[ But there's probably a saying or two out there somewhere about never trusting a Scythian who's on their back. ]
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Fuck — [ She wheezes the curse out, breathless half from the impact and half from the little almost-laugh she makes. ] I'm too fucking old for this shit.
[ She lays on the floor for a moment, her chest still heaving with the effort of catching air. Finally, she reaches out for him. ]
Come on. Give me a hand.
[ But there's probably a saying or two out there somewhere about never trusting a Scythian who's on their back. ]