[Things just haven't gone as Dave planned. The wind gets knocked out of him when John descends like a damn bear. He tastes dirt and grass, when he tries to inhale and barely manages to keep his arm out of John's grip. He tucks it against his side, wondering if he can get out of this.
He never thought his best friend would be like an iron vice. It certainly makes him reassess every move he's made. He should have kicked him in the ribs and kept him down at the start. John could take it.
Dave pushes his hands against the ground and tries to surge up, despite the fact this looks really questionable. ]
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He never thought his best friend would be like an iron vice. It certainly makes him reassess every move he's made. He should have kicked him in the ribs and kept him down at the start. John could take it.
Dave pushes his hands against the ground and tries to surge up, despite the fact this looks really questionable. ]