My Life With Not-Face: Chapter Three by KaolinChevlar, literature
Literature
My Life With Not-Face: Chapter Three
Chapter Three
Wrongish Foreplay
My heartbeat has stilled to a crawl, sweat flowed down my entire body at an alarming rate, mixing with the dark stains on my now-soiled trousers, giving them a clammy-lemony odor. In a desperate attempt to save my seemingly endangered life, I turned around eyes closed, my pants hot and zesty out of fear, bowed my head, and bellowed out, "PLEASE FORGIVE MEEEEE!!!! I didn't mean to, honest! I was just energized to drink and....my foot just went and- and destroyed her feet, and, and I didn't mean to! Please don't cut off my treasure sack with the rage of little kid soldiers, I'll do anything! ANYTHING!!!"