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AN: Inspired/Takes place in chapter 145. If you haven't read that chapter yet, you'll have NO IDEA what the fruitloop is going on PS: sorry for spaming your mailbox with this crap XD
019 : Storm
There were a lot of things going through my spinning head at that moment.
First, as it takes top priority, I have splinters. In. My. ASS.
Frick I hate moving water.
Frick I hate rafts.
How is it that I've puked my stomach out twice yet I still feel like I'm going to retch into eternity?
Where is Happy?
What the f to the u-c-k happened to Gray?
I'm going down rapids... there's probably rocks beneath that white foam.
Rocks that will cut me wide open!
Blood? Mine? No, Lucy's from the smell.
Frick why is she bleeding?
I can't breath.
I can't see.
Why you may ask to poor, pitiful me? Because Lucy's fantastically humongous boobs are in my face.
...That last one doesn't count as something bad, by the way.