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spinrightround ([info]spinrightround) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
Still feeling unsteady, she didn't let go of her grip on his shoulder. At the moment, she felt like he was the only thing standing between her and a return trip to the floor.

"My family, they-" She shook her head. "I thought they were right there. That they'd seen me, and-"

He voice choked on the words.

"But then they weren't. I don't know what happened, but... I was this close to the most humiliating moment of my life."

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