The odds are never in our favor

he steps in and i feel myself lifted off the ground. the room spins, and i have to lock my arms around gale’s neck to brace myself. he’s laughing, happy. “hey!” i protest, but i’m laughing, too. gale sets me down but doesn’t release his hold on me. “okay, let’s run away,” he says.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.