“Romeo!” Joss is panicking. His words tumble out of his mouth, increasingly desperate as he watches the blight spread. “Romeo, it’s all right, it’s just a theory—-you know, I’m probably being ridiculous. I mean, you know me. I’m full of it. I just pretend to be clever. And I didn’t like Heaven very much so I’m probably just prejudiced. Romeo, please. We need to get holy water.”
There’s no doubt about that pulse now. He’s beginning to hyperventilate and keenly feels the absence of his asthma inhaler as the panic takes hold.
He did this. He did this and now Romeo is suffering because he is stupid and insensitive and this is all his fault.
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“Romeo!” Joss is panicking. His words tumble out of his mouth, increasingly desperate as he watches the blight spread. “Romeo, it’s all right, it’s just a theory—-you know, I’m probably being ridiculous. I mean, you know me. I’m full of it. I just pretend to be clever. And I didn’t like Heaven very much so I’m probably just prejudiced. Romeo, please. We need to get holy water.”
There’s no doubt about that pulse now. He’s beginning to hyperventilate and keenly feels the absence of his asthma inhaler as the panic takes hold.
He did this. He did this and now Romeo is suffering because he is stupid and insensitive and this is all his fault.