Roommate’s Back

As Gregori laughed, Hendrick cautiously shook his head. The tap against the wall hadn’t helped the vertigo. In fact, the world had taken a distinct tilt to the left and added hallucinations. Were those people floating? “Hey, is that Jacobs in a suit?”

The world stopped turning, but kept its left-turn skew. He looked down and saw that the warm pressure he felt on his shoulders were actually two large hands. Hendrick followed the trail of hand, elbow, shoulder… Oh. Titan. Damn, he was that far gone?

“Hello, Captain.” Gregori nodded. The scout rolled his head to face forward again.


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About azhwi

An editing student, graduated Feb 2012. An avid fan of video games, fanfiction, anime, writing, and the serial comma.
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