01-20-2016, 02:46 AM
His hand had rested on Corbin's shoulder. The athlete did not jerk it away, not like he could if he was to try. Instead, his shoulders were tensing a bit. Before him was two bottles of pills, one red and one blue. That had to be the strangest of situations: Some random person with mysterious powers offering him two choices of pills that were conveniently colored red and blue. Was he trapped in some kind of Matrix right now? That really had to be it given how things were taking a turn for the worst.
He was reluctant to take the pills, truthfully. He rose from his position and to his surprise, his belly had grown more. It was slightly poking out from under his thin hoodie, revealing what looked to be him at full term, a strange mark, thornlike, growing around it like it was his veins. Corbin tugged down on the hoodie and looked over at the pills.
"Yea, pills and water...got it." He really didn't, a part of him slinking into a state of depression, but maybe desperation was also playing a part? Maybe he doubted he could even reverse this "curse."
He was reluctant to take the pills, truthfully. He rose from his position and to his surprise, his belly had grown more. It was slightly poking out from under his thin hoodie, revealing what looked to be him at full term, a strange mark, thornlike, growing around it like it was his veins. Corbin tugged down on the hoodie and looked over at the pills.
"Yea, pills and water...got it." He really didn't, a part of him slinking into a state of depression, but maybe desperation was also playing a part? Maybe he doubted he could even reverse this "curse."