kidbrxther ;; closed
‘Shit. Shit, shit, shit. ‘
Her mind was racing between THOUGHTS and EXPLETIVES as her deep breaths began to stagger. This doesn’t actually happen, right? Maybe in movies, but not in real life. In real life, people don’t get c a u g h t in the middle of bank robberies. In real life, depositing a check is the most boring and uneventful task a person could complete. This can’t shouldn’t be happening... but shit. It is. She can’t die here, not now. She’s never been to New York or Paris. She’s never gone skydiving (not that she’s ever WANTED to, but having the option would be nice). Her fingertips started to go numb, and what could have previously been described as inhalations have now turned into GASPS that brought no air into her lungs. No longer c l u t c h i n g her paycheck for the week, she unknowingly brought her hand to her lips in an attempt to stifle her p a n i c .
She KNOWS she’s not gonna get to walk out of here alive.













