She groaned as she hesitated outside the hibernation chamber. “I hate these things. I always feel like I’m drowning.”
“You’re asleep before the liquid even hits your face,” he responded.
“And I dream of drowning. Every single time.”
She groaned as she hesitated outside the hibernation chamber. “I hate these things. I always feel like I’m drowning.”
“You’re asleep before the liquid even hits your face,” he responded.
“And I dream of drowning. Every single time.”