Jul 24, 2010 12:44
-forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty....
[ muttered under his breath, so low that it's barely heard. the series of light taps (footsteps? fingers against the railing, hand against wall, who knows) accompanying each number might sound louder, muffling the words. ]
-fifty-six, fifty-seven -- ... !!
[ a surprised sound, maybe a curse or two unwhittingly spoken and
thud
tumble
THUD
then silence. oops.
you know what? just. fuck stairs. ]
giovanni rammsteiner