time left: 45 seconds until match made
i frantically scan the platform, trying to find him before my 'match' found me.
he's nowhere to be seen.
ok, dan.
don't panic.
he'll be here.
25 seconds
holy mother of god.
i'm not prepared.
18 seconds
crap, where is he?!
please hurry, phil.
11 seconds
people whirr by me and it seems as if the walls are closing in on me.
i can feel where the plastic from my prosthetic leg is digging into my skin; it's uncomfortable and i want it off.
6 seconds
i feel a thousand eyes pierce through me, scrutinizing every flaw i have.
please hurry, phil.
i just want you here, with me, so you can take me away from all my fears.
3 seconds
hurry
2 seconds
please
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the countdown [] phan
Fanfictionwhat if you had a clock on your wrist that counted down the years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, and seconds until you would meet your soulmate?