He pushes himself up with his other hand and realizes that he left his lotion on the floor. He bends down to pick it up... and as he stands, his hand stays on the floor, still clenching the lotion.
He holds up his right arm (which now ends at the wrist) and stares. "WHAT. THE. FUCK!"
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Date: 2005-07-11 03:46 am (UTC)He holds up his right arm (which now ends at the wrist) and stares. "WHAT. THE. FUCK!"