[littl3chocobo]

by the time they got out he figured something was wrong "shit, you are sensitive aren't you?" he did not expect an answer and did not receive one. "we can't film if you can't talk" he he shifted his bag and pinched the bridge of his nose. there was no helping it, he had to wait for the drug to wear off some. unfortunately there was no telling how long it'd take to wear off and he did not have another adrenaline.he was discouraged and could feel himself flagging. he looked at the other "you are lucky, you get to live a few moe hours at least" he led the man to the chai and sat him down. he tied the man up with an entire roll of medi tape on both his hands and legs leaving him firmly taped to the chair. carefully he tipped the chair sideways onto the floor. "ok, we are going to take a nap now, be a good boy and don't choke on anything." he made sue the other was in no danger of drowning should he throw up after-all and then backed up a few feet to the door. he reached an arm up and locked it then leaned back. goddess he was tired. he fell asleep.