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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
Marshal
It's so dark down here and cold. Darker than outside. Colder than outside.
My body is shivering and my breathing is tight. I keep breathing out my mouth. Everytime air leaves me it feels like it's harder to breathe in.
"Haa, ha, ha," I breath heavily while tryna keep my balance on this bucket.
I ain got no fuckin clothes on. He ain go no fucking clothes on. The edges of the bottom of this bucket is biting at my goddamn feet.
"You're breathing too much," Koi's voice calms me.
I try my hardest to find him through the darkness with my eyes, but I can't.
I wobble around sumn. My heart rate peaks from the fear of what the glass littered all around us could do to our feet.
"Pull your shoulders back... close your eyes," his voice comes out low, almost like he's half sleep.
I do as he says, but fear still keeps sweeping me away. I get scared again. My breaths stay the same.
"Marsh... go to sleep... without going to sleep. Deep breaths," he says.
My toes gripping the fuck outa this pot.
If I injure myself on all this glass it'll take that much longer for me send my mom more money and even to progress.
"Almost like meditation. Don't lock your knees," his directions help me.
My breaths finally get deep.
"Don't fall asleep though," he adds.
Oh trust me mutha fucka. I don't think I could.
"You'd be surprised," he seemingly reads my mind.
New thoughts turn over inside my head that much faster.
