I rest my head between my knees when I sit down, not minding if the grounds are dusty . I just really want to rest until the world stops spinning around me.
"Are you okay? You don’t look okay." I heard Seb's voice and right now I just want to punch him for him to know how it feels to puke after you had your whole body moving at max speed. I feel like my soul left my body for a while and doesn't want to come back anymore.
"Let me rest.. the world's spinning.. this is a total hangover.. oh wait my head cracking.. God." I mumbled nonsense, calming both my mind and stomach down. I still have the urge to puke in his face every time I remember the ride, that was dmn intense!
"Stand up, it's dusty." I heard him before I felt his hands helping me to stand up, my legs wobbly and I'm still brea
