Chapter 145: I said run!
Kurt's hunched figure could be seen from a distance. The beach chair he was lying on looked out of place, it was probably because it was meant for a luxurious beach and not the center of his mother's kitchen.
He looked out of place and ridiculous but it always calmed him down.
Kurt rubbed his temple with his finger in a futile attempt to alleviate the persistent throbbing pain there. Slowly, his hands moved from his temple down to his neck.
For a moment, it felt like the lower his hand went, the persistent the pain was. It felt like the throbbing pain was actually following the direction of his hands.
Suddenly, the comfortable chair felt like it was lined with corrosive material and he had to stand up. Pacing felt okay until he became incessantly dizzy and he had to sit back down.
