The air smells of heated metal, and they drop the frypan by their feet, too. It's red-hot. There are marks in the shape the pan's handle seared into their palms, and they see blisters before they clench their fists, hiding it.
Me too, they say to him, though their mouth doesn't move at all.
The mold spores that stuck to their shoes start growing tiny tendrils.
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Date: 2016-03-18 11:48 pm (UTC)Me too, they say to him, though their mouth doesn't move at all.
The mold spores that stuck to their shoes start growing tiny tendrils.