[ david gets as far as on his knees before he feels evan's hands around his neck, squeezing like he could pop his fucking head off. some of the cheering from onlookers has turned to concern, he can hear it. the kind of turn when you realise it's not just a fight, that one or both of these guys are gonna end up dead if somebody doesn't do something. ]
[ they think it's gonna be him too. fuck that. ]
[ it's difficult to breathe, borderline impossible, he sucks one in through a wheeze and it burns the whole way down. it's hard not to give into the instinct to try and rip out of evan's grip, but he knows better. reaches to grab one of evan's wrists and try to pull it away, his other arm he throws back his elbow to try and hit evan. to wind him, push him back, whatever he can do. ]
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[ they think it's gonna be him too. fuck that. ]
[ it's difficult to breathe, borderline impossible, he sucks one in through a wheeze and it burns the whole way down. it's hard not to give into the instinct to try and rip out of evan's grip, but he knows better. reaches to grab one of evan's wrists and try to pull it away, his other arm he throws back his elbow to try and hit evan. to wind him, push him back, whatever he can do. ]