[ She can't stop it, doubles over as much as she can, gasping for air. It's the only reason she's not screaming at Chloe, the fact that breathing is too difficult to warrant wasting any air at all, that her entire world has narrowed to blurry vision as she tries to make her diaphragm work again.
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. That's approximately her entire train of thought at the moment, and a little of it might be visible in her eyes and face. ]
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Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. That's approximately her entire train of thought at the moment, and a little of it might be visible in her eyes and face. ]