𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗨𝗘.
Pain. Everything was pain. He could barely move as his extremities were burning and flaring from soreness. His head, his neck, his back, his legs... they were all stabbing and crippling. (+)
"You really thought you were gonna get away with it?” He bellowed as he kicked him again. Once. Twice.(+)
He was suddenly interrupted by one of his group mates who was guarding the main entrance of the alley. “We should go. I think someone is coming”.
[“Agust D, right? What a stupid name”].
Before drifting away, he heard muffled steps. (+)