[ Michael's immediate reaction to the grip on his arm is to yank his arm away, stumbling backwards. He trips over something and goes down hard. He moves back on his hands until his back hits the side of the closest bed.
He sits, looking up at the man, chest heaving.
Then his brain starts to work. All the pieces falling into place. He even remembers a pair of boots at the bottom of one of the previously unoccupied beds.
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He sits, looking up at the man, chest heaving.
Then his brain starts to work. All the pieces falling into place. He even remembers a pair of boots at the bottom of one of the previously unoccupied beds.
Probably not his greatest first impression. ]
Oh. Hi. I'm Michael.