Clint scoops his chip on three, bites down, and swallows as fast as he can.
Oh.
Oh god.
Oh no.
Is his life flashing before his eyes? He's pretty sure it is. Either that, or the ending to 2001. His eyes are tearing up, sweat is beading on his forehead, and he's clinging to a poker face by desperate determination. It's hard to tell whether that sound he just made is a whimper, or the whine of steam escaping.
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Oh.
Oh god.
Oh no.
Is his life flashing before his eyes? He's pretty sure it is. Either that, or the ending to 2001. His eyes are tearing up, sweat is beading on his forehead, and he's clinging to a poker face by desperate determination. It's hard to tell whether that sound he just made is a whimper, or the whine of steam escaping.