Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 179442 times)

I look up quickly "Y-you." I say beginning to hug his leg.

"Now's not a good time. My good mood exited me after that trip to the bathroom..."

I begin shaking and hugging his leg tighter.

"I'm serious, I just got kicked in the shoulder!" I say, trying to shake her off.

I rest my head on his leg and mutter something that sounds like, 'Thought you were dead.'

"You expect me to take a hit like THAT to the shoulder and not scream in pain? My voice is already quieter than usual and my tone of voice is stuck in the same specific area, I don't want to add you clinging onto me to that list." I say as I attempt to shake her off more.

I mutter more words, 'The men, everyone dead.'

"Yes I get it. Nightmares, we all get them. It's nothing to panic about!" I say. "ALEXIA!" I shout to the best of my ability.

I in the general direction of Trevor's voice until I find him. "What?"

I point at Alex. "Nightmare."

"So what exactly am I supposed to do about it. I'm a doctor, not a psychiatrist."

"Calm her down maybe? I'm having no luck."

"Do I look like a people person to you," I ask rhetorically.

I walk over as well.
"What's wrong?"