I knew this is exactly what you're not meant to do when waking an unconscious person, but right now, I didn't have time for Darius to wake up slowly.
"WAKE UP!" I yell at him, slapping his face.
After a few punches to the ribs, he finally woke up.
"DUDE! W-WHAT THE A-ACTUAL F*CK!" He yelled at me in between coughs.
"Fight me later, but we don't have time for that now. I needed you awake."
"What's going on? Why are you like this?" He asks, furrowing his brows at me.
"Wynter's missing..." I begin to say.
"Why didn't you start with that?" He says, suddenly standing up. He crouches over, holding his stomach in an attempt to stand up straight.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Now you want to know? Perhaps you should've thought of that before you punched me in the ribs!" He says, shooting dagger
