[ It is a perfect suggestion because it's the one that results with 1: no bleeding or broken limbs and 2: no awkward begging. Fiona's pretty fond of that hat, dude. She will beg if needed.
But, for now, the fucking discus throw would earn him no medals and may God have mercy on his soul. It sails up and Fiona swears it's slow motion - because damn it, she's reaching. Stretching. Praying that she'll catch it. Her fingertips touch the fabric as the hat's trajectory is within grasp. But, nope. It sails over her and she's falling back with it in a sad, very sad attempt to catch it.
Fiona topples over the opposite side of the brick wall with a loud, unbefitting yelp and thud.
oh my god ignore my typos last post it was so late.
But, for now, the fucking discus throw would earn him no medals and may God have mercy on his soul. It sails up and Fiona swears it's slow motion - because damn it, she's reaching. Stretching. Praying that she'll catch it. Her fingertips touch the fabric as the hat's trajectory is within grasp. But, nope. It sails over her and she's falling back with it in a sad, very sad attempt to catch it.
Fiona topples over the opposite side of the brick wall with a loud, unbefitting yelp and thud.
Did she get her hat?! ]