#small tf

Story here!

“I must’ve drank that too fa–” *hiccup!* Her whole body shook with the hiccup, and she quickly set the glass pitcher back into the icebox before spilling it everywhere. “I really ought *hiccup* to take i-*hiccup*- it slow-*hiccup*-er.” She couldn’t finish a sentence, let alone a thought, so she turned to find somewhere to sit and ride out the bout of singultus. It was then, and only then, when she noticed something else was wrong.-