The Reserve: Part 6.2

"How long can a runner's luck last?"

I remember waking up feeling refreshed. I’m not sure what exactly caught my attention, but shortly after stirring I knew something wasn’t quite right. I listened intently through a groggy stupor. It was the birds, or rather, the lack thereof....

My grip in her hair tightens as she manipulates the toy connecting us, bringing me to that brink, again.She figured out what made me tick that first time we met. Each time after unlocking my damaged parts, breaking my resolve....