#collatcral

       two left legs struggled to catch his balance, leading to bruised knuckles hitting the ground with a thud. his poor jeans became stained with fresh dirt and a sharp pain shot straight to his ankle. unsure whether who or what was at fault for the tumble, he cursed at himself. on hands and knees in the grass, he was just happy that he found kitty before the night ended. ❝ i need you to remind me to never touch jagermeister again. ❞ he told his sister, glancing up at her. ❝ can we go back to your room and watch a movie ? i don't feel like being alone tonight. ❞