reach for the stars

was that even allowed omg dying

Zombie? What the hell was a zombie? Kids these days -- no, no, he wasn't going to become a crotchety old man, even if he... Was... crotchety and old. And a man. Suddenly this conversation had a whole new meaning to Njal, who brushed off the actual insults with a huff and a roll of his eyes; he was in pain, but he was also (dun dun dun) old as dirt. His soured mood turned truly ugly as this understanding dawned upon him. He was only six god damn years old, but apparently that meant he had one foot in the grave (har har, that was a totally unintentional pun but Java is keeping it).

"Spit, hell, I'll froth and foam at the mouth! Spread my zombie disease all over, starting with you." With that, he closed his mouth and made a sickeningly wet noise with the back of his throat - gathering spit and whatever else was back there, preparing to huck a big loogie her way. But somehow during these shenanegans - likely when he twisted his body in order to get a good shot her way - his hip flared with intense pain. Thus, Njal began to choke on his own saliva instead.

By the end of his spasm, his tongue was lolling out gracelessly, and the loogie rolled alllllll the way down his tongue, plopping in to the dirt at his feet. Ugh, gross!