lemon's carrot

Now he was in shit. Literally, he had placed himself here. “H-Hey—Uh-” he called out before regretting it immediately, feeling as if finding himself in such a position would be the utmost embarrassing thing to ever happen to him.

A lisped tone brought about the juvenile male to startle, abandoning the mature magazine on to the floor with a hushed thud as the papers contorted against the rigid wood. Due to his hasty reaction he managed to fall flat against his face to that very hard floor, encouraging a dark flush on his cheeks.