Nunez wrote:I edge into the corner as I hear my name, each syllable dropping like iron weights into my gut. "No... no come on guys you can't do this.." I clench my fists as I think about the things I have yet to do, promises I have to keep. I remember the first time me and Molly met, I faintly remember the smell of grass as I recall our summer walks through the parks. My teeth grind and I feel cool sweat dripping down my back. "God damn it..."
you have one vote on you. Stop being dramatic.