Heron Lake Plateau Your love is like a car crash.

Towhee got off her, but between having the wind knocked out of her and an uncontrollable giggle fit, she still struggled to breathe in. She looked up at Towhee when she spoke, just in time to see her friend come at her again. Niamh’s eyes widened and she did her best to draw in another breath through a windpipe that felt like it’d shrank ten times.

”Can’t breathe!” She mouthed soundlessly, but amidst her laughter which tripled when Towhee started tickling her again, the formation of the words would have easily been lost. She flailed her long, limber legs at her friend to try and dissuade her, mouthing “Stop!” The whole time, but she could neither speak nor breathe nor stop laughing. 

Eventually, though, it got to be too much- Niamh forcefully rolled away from her friend and dragged in breaths of air now that her windpipe was somewhat open, but feeling a bit light headed, she lay down, still cackling. -I surrender!- She signed, praying for mercy.