Paxton choked on the tears that were gushing uncontrollably down his face. “This feels... a lot like falling,” he let out through his gasps for air.
Jade pulled Paxton’s trembling frame against hers. His hoodie was warm from his body heat and it smelt like cigarette smoke and deodorant. “No,” she corrected him. “This is just... slipping gracefully.
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