Celeste, Esme, Mindee and Phoebe Cuckoo (fiveinone) wrote in utr_logs,
She looked down at her hands. They were shaking. She leaned forward, grasping the rail of the balcony. It was so hot under the spotlight, and she was dizzy. She could feel herself tearing apart...
"And I'll no longer be a C--"
Her throat tightened and she couldn't speak. She couldn't breathe. She didn't even feel herself slip and stumble over the rail. She wasn't even sure where she was now, just that she was falling.