Not what Clarisse was worried about, but good looking out.
To her credit, she doesn't scream at the first leap, even though she feels herself go tense all over as soon as they're off the ground. She tries to tell herself that it's like getting to the top of a hill on a rollercoaster. She's safe. A rollercoaster, just... no car, no seatbelt holding her into the car, no track. (What if Gela drops her by accident from the top of the Empire State Building? Oh, fuck.)
The descent is less frightening. Slower, like dangling from an invisible parachute. Bit by bit, Clarisse manages to loosen the muscles in her shoulders and back.
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To her credit, she doesn't scream at the first leap, even though she feels herself go tense all over as soon as they're off the ground. She tries to tell herself that it's like getting to the top of a hill on a rollercoaster. She's safe. A rollercoaster, just... no car, no seatbelt holding her into the car, no track. (What if Gela drops her by accident from the top of the Empire State Building? Oh, fuck.)
The descent is less frightening. Slower, like dangling from an invisible parachute. Bit by bit, Clarisse manages to loosen the muscles in her shoulders and back.
"Ha," she says weakly.