Mar 10, 2014
ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ↳ doctorindy miss-mark-1 assistantwithass killian-coulpepper lettersfromthepit
Sitting in the same position on a bar wasn’t the most comfortable thing to do for roughly five hours. But that usually meant that he wasn’t going to fall anytime soon. Right?
It was somewhat silent in the room where he hid, so when he heard a sudden racket from outside the door then having said-door enter to reveal someone else; his center of gravity shifted as he tried to reposition himself and managed to slip from the bar and land on his back.
Now offering the intruder a small polite wave and an out of breath, “Good morning.” Just staying on the ground for now.