Deep breathes.

'No! I want that one, not this one!' A cry.

In. And out.
 
 
 
 
 

The red dissipated, a waning tide.

Girl,
we doin' good.
 
 

'You jerk, this one, this one!' Laughing.

Closed eyelids fluttered, again—in anger.
 
 

Don't mind the noise. Let it fade, as background musi—

'Goddamnit, hello?!' Shrieking.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Oh freak it. Her eyes snapped open; cocoa eyes boiled.

From annoyance.
 
 
 

Fingers gripped the bed sheets.

Why,
is it so hard to—
 
 

Leigh, stop. And Breathe.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

A shuddering inhale, a shaky exhale.

Don't grab anything.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Don't throw anything either.