[The worst part of it all is that even the tiniest amount of it on her legs is enough to stick them to his as she lands on him. She coughs, some of the air having been knocked from her lungs and grumbles a curse under her breath.
Actually, no. This is the worst part of it. Everything is terrible, as she lifts her head and finds herself nose to nose with a stranger.]
The hell do you think you're doing?
[Not even an 'are you okay' as she tries to squirm away from him, but with one of her legs stuck to his, it's impossible.]
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Actually, no. This is the worst part of it. Everything is terrible, as she lifts her head and finds herself nose to nose with a stranger.]
The hell do you think you're doing?
[Not even an 'are you okay' as she tries to squirm away from him, but with one of her legs stuck to his, it's impossible.]