Adrien
The kid laughs, misinterpreting my words and that’s all I need to know he’s not just c*ocky and young but also stupid.
With another, harder thrust of my hands, I try to set myself free. The pain that spreads through my limbs is unexpected, blinding. The metal slices through my skin and I can feel some drops of blood seeping down my sleeves a moment later, sticky, metallically infuriating. What the hell is going on? Why can’t I do this?
“Dude, I am not sure what they gave you but did you suddenly start to think you are The Hulk or something? Like, those chains ain’t gonna break, jeez.”
He’s talking in a calm, confident voice which for some reason sounds a lot like scolding. Like I am some kind of a kid of my own who is acting out all of a sudden without a particular reason. But i
