981 (981) wrote in whoville, @ 2008-06-18 09:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | 981, sunnydaleslayer |
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Feeling restless and a bit guilty for his recent laziness, Lane had changed into track pants and a t-shirt for a run. It was good to feel the pound of the pavement beneath his running shoes, feel the air in his lungs as he worked his way through the empty streets.
The lack of moving obstacles had lulled him into a false sense of security - so when he turned at the corner of a low brick building and came face-to-face with someone, his only option was to shift right and hope they stayed on their predetermined course.
But Lane misjudged and he stumbled, his momentum sending him glancing off the someone and into an undignified sprawl on the sidewalk.