It's only when his face is finally covered that he realizes he hates not knowing how long he's supposed to stay here. Maybe a minute is a minimum, but what if it has to be longer? What if his mouth is supposed to be uncovered because he's meant to stay here for a day?
Okay, stop.
He gives it almost two, but those two feel like he'll never come out. The dirt doesn't even budge; he's as still as stone. And then all at once, he surges forward like he's jumping out of his skin, sitting up and gasping. Dirt clings to his face and hair, his clothes, and he coughs as he tries to regulate his breathing.]
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It's only when his face is finally covered that he realizes he hates not knowing how long he's supposed to stay here. Maybe a minute is a minimum, but what if it has to be longer? What if his mouth is supposed to be uncovered because he's meant to stay here for a day?
Okay, stop.
He gives it almost two, but those two feel like he'll never come out. The dirt doesn't even budge; he's as still as stone. And then all at once, he surges forward like he's jumping out of his skin, sitting up and gasping. Dirt clings to his face and hair, his clothes, and he coughs as he tries to regulate his breathing.]