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The walls were getting too close the space was too small he couldn't fit he couldn't breath he hated this somebody help him he couldn't stop shaking..
-Denver are you okay?
Penny was here. Sitting in this cold elevator. Shit he should give her is jacket. She is gonna get cold. (At least if he gets a cold she would take care of him AHEM)
He putted it on her shoulders. She didn't tryied to refuse she was already really cold.
It was so big on her that it looked like she was going to disappear and let him alone on this tiny space no dont let him he is scared..
A hand on his hair, comforting him.
It was like when he was younger, whenever he was scared Bea would sing him some Russian lullaby. But he was grown up now that should be embarrassing. It wasn't surprisingly. He hoped that he would never leave that tiny elevator were he felt too big. Because Penny was here.
It was selfish but he didn't care. At least once-in-a-lifetime. Its nothing.