They'd jogged three miles since they started and for some reason, Alexis wasn't sure why Althea was doing this so well.
She was already feeling like she could collapse on the floor. Her breaths came out in ragged, frosty puffs. "I could—I could never—I could never get used to this."
Sereia shot her an unimpressed look. "You're embarrassing us."
"W—what do you—what do you mean by that?"
"She's ahead of us. She really runs better than you do. I am so disappointed."
"Oh please—s-shut up."
Alexis coughed miserably, her legs that she couldn't move anymore, failing her. She fell to her knees and began coughing frantically, drool pouring from the side of her mouth.
"Ew. You do not look anything beautiful right now."
"Can't you…can't you pity me right now?" She rubbed her chest, trying to even her breathing.
