With no desk to grab ahold of, he plummets to the ground, the solid stone approaching his face much faster than his liking. Nolan watches, fascinated and not quite comprehending what happened. The floor is grey, he notes, with speckles of color embedded every few inches. He wonders if there\u2019s any pattern to them. It looks almost like marble, and Nolan wonders why he never took the time to look at it before. With a jolt, his mind catches up with his body, and he realizes that the ground is less than a foot from his nose. His flesh takes on a pale tone, and he tries to move his arm out to stop his imminent doom. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Just as he\u2019s about to give the floor a great high-five with his face, hands grip his waist hard enough to leave bruises. His descent ends abruptly, and he\u2019s yanked back upwards. Both Nolan and the person who grabbed him lose balance, tripping backward. Nolan lands on the soft body with an oomph. He closes his eyes, greedily gulping a large breath of air. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGet off.\u201d Alexander\u2019s slightly pained voice says from under Nolan. Flushing a bright red as he comprehends what happened, Nolan shakily takes Logan\u2019s outstretched hand from before his face. The brunette pulls Nolan to unsteady feet, the smile on his face not quite reaching his eyes again. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI thought you said you were all good, dude.\u201d Logan\u2019s attempt at a joke falls flat at the dry stare Alexander gives him from behind Nolan. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI am,\u201d Nolan insists in a small voice, tugging the hand of his still held in Logan\u2019s. \u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d
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