[Quite the contrary to what Zen expected, somehow Cassim stumbles on the concrete ground, dragging both of them to crash into piles of crates and trash that were messily stacked up behind him.
See, he knew something was amiss with this guy...
Zen lands on his back, dirty trash bags under him and the weight of Cassim's body pinning him down. With no stable footing, he can't get up. Oh, and maybe Cassim should've gotten his cool dreads cut short before coming, because that's where Zen's going to grab and tug. No one said hair was off-limits...]
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See, he knew something was amiss with this guy...Zen lands on his back, dirty trash bags under him and the weight of Cassim's body pinning him down. With no stable footing, he can't get up. Oh, and maybe Cassim should've gotten his cool dreads cut short before coming, because that's where Zen's going to grab and tug. No one said hair was off-limits...]
Get off me.