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Lionel's muscles strained, pulling bones and ligament taut as the still warm body of the horse slowly rose off of the boy's body.When there was enough clearance, he clenched his jaw tighter than a vice grip and his asshole tightened up so that not even a single molecule of air could pass through it. With a single heave they managed to throw off the horse entirely off the boy. With that last push, Lionel felt something in his back pop and then came muscles spasms and pain. Lots of searing hot pain.

[color=9C6F6F]"Aw FUCKing HELL!"[/color] he shouted, clutching at his lower back, [color=9C6F6F]"I think I threw out my 周一至周五 back! Argh"[/color] Lionel continued to spill out a string of explicatives, and walk/waddling away from the scene of the horse. Not in any direction, that required more clear thought than he was currently capable of at the moment. But if anything was clear, it was that the old man would be no help whatsoever with helping the kid with the broken leg stand up or whatever. He'd probably be fine though. Probably.