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Summary
The world spun.
Round.
Crunch.
Round.
Crash.
Round.
Buck’s lungs screamed as he tried to breathe, and his seat belt cut into his ribs. Blood trickled from his nose to his eyebrows and into his hair, tightening his skin as it slowly dried.
Wait. That wasn’t right. Blood should be trickling down his chin if it was coming from his nose., not the other way, unless gravity was somehow fucked or he was upside down.
Buck groaned and opened his eyes.
He was hanging from the Jeep’s driver’s seat, held in place by the tough weave of his safety belt. Blood dripped onto the deflating airbag under his head. His arms - hanging down, knuckles brushing the roof of his Jeep - felt heavy, like water saturated logs.
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Buck crashing his Jeep
Series
- Part 1 of BuckTommy Angst Week
