
Dozens.
The motorcade is headed for Happiness! And from the shape of the hands, head, and long strands of hair blown out of the lowered window panes, the cars were crowded with women. Well, women are beautiful, sexy, passionate and ready to date!
David cheered with excitement. He jumped up and down, waving, though he realized that there was little chance he could be seen from that far away. But the ad actually worked - he couldn't wait to tell Harry! David ran up the stairs while returning the binoculars to the belt, while searching for a cell phone. With one hand, he began to descend the tall and narrow staircase of the tower, while the other hand searched for his brother's number.
Suddenly David realized his work shirt was left behind and in a step of indecision, his leg suddenly slipped from the stairs. One of his hands was lost because he was unable to hold his weight. He grimaced to see how high the stairs and the ground were when he fell. Waving his hands in the air for a few seconds before he finally gave up and bent his body to relieve the pain.
David was upset. Realizing his poor fate. The women's cars that were expected to arrive here but in fact, he is now sprawled at the foot of the tower with a broken leg.
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Landing with your back is not a good thing. Shaking every bone in David's body and making his breath spew out of his lungs.
He lay there for a few seconds waiting for his pain to decrease, only then dared to breathe. He had no choice but to breathe air into his body, so he realized and was grateful that his lungs were not leaking and hoped that the other organs would be intact. The fragrance of clay grass and the smell of earth filled his sense of smell. His hearing is filled with the sound of insect buzzing in the weeds around.
Open your eyes carefully and look at the tower directly above it in a very frightening height. It is a miracle he is alive today.
"David? David?"
Sayup was heard, he blinked and realized if the sound came from a mobile phone located near the head.
Harrys.
David tried to reach for the object, but when the pain hit the bottom of his left leg, he suddenly cried out in pain.
"David?"
David again tried, gritting his teeth to withstand the pain and finally managed to grasp the phone. Bring that thing to your ear. "Yeah, it's me."
David grimaced, sorry. "I was in the tower."
"Then?"
"Then I have good news and bad news."
"Tell me the good news." Swishing Harry
"There's a motorcade of women on the way here" David replied
"If that's the good news" Harry said sourly, "I don't think I want to hear the bad news."
"The bad news is, I fell out of the tower and I think I broke my leg."
David kept the phone away from the ear so as not to hear the swearing made by his brother. Then take back the phone, "You're gonna pick me up or I'm gonna have to crawl back into town?"
"You bleeding?" ask Harry
David tried to look and check all over his dust-covered body. "I don't think so."
"Well, I think it's better to just leave you lying there" Harry growled, then returned to cursing. "I'll get help and get there." Then disconnect the connection.
David put his head back into the grass. Harry was right, they were lacking energy. If her leg was broken, she would at least have to rest for a few weeks and trouble her brother.
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