He slipped into the worst stage of it all rather quickly, his throat closing up as his brain struggled to make sense of what was happening to his body and sort through all the outside input. He gasped, trying to suck in oxygen only to flounder. His face was no doubt turning red and he clawed at his throat as if that somehow would help.
He was going to suffocate, in this room, surrounded by strangers.

- I’d much rather accept people as they really are.
+ That’s how you end up surrounded by unmentionables.
- I said I’d accept them. I didn’t say I’d stick around.

"See, that’s the problem then. I want to keep you around"

خب نه خیلی مسخره شد‌
فقط صد صفحه‌ی اولش خوب بود.
خورد تو ذوقم...

برم بخوابم
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تتو ندارم ولی بیا تتوهای موردعلاقه‌م رو نشونت بدم :(

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