I watch you disapprovingly from a corner, hands in my pockets, as you run around, checking and fixing everything. Hey, loser! You forgot to check that thing over there! I yell to you just to annoy you, but only half-heartedly. You shout at me to shut my mouth and continue your God-knows-what-number check of the stage. Except you suddenly sway, and I frown. Hey, stupid, are you o- I blanch as you collapsed onto the stage, and I immediately run over. You'd fainted from dehydration.
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