Prompt Fill 17: Recovery (Part 5)
Harry was panicking. Honest to God panicking.
"Perry, let me out of the car." His fingers shook as he fumbled with his seatbelt. He was also pouring sweat.
"Jesus, Harry-" I reached my free hand over to pat him on the arm. "It's okay."
"No!" He closed his eyes and threw his hands out, like he'd walked into a cobweb
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