trimberly prompt: “seven minutes in heaven” (2.7k)
Kimberly is the first over the lip of the chasm, collapsing to the ground once she reaches the top, coarse gravel digging uncomfortably into her shoulder blades. She considers moving, but only manages to lift her head instead, biting back a groan, watching as Jason climbs out of the ravine, close behind. He splays on the quarry ground next to her, reaching out to pinch weakly at her arm.
“Maybe it’s time we invest in a rope,” he says, “or like a really long ladder.”
Trini is the next up, and she greets them with a glare, tossing a handful of gravel halfheartedly in their direction.
“Who made you the leader again?”
Zach hauls himself over the edge, reaching back to pull Billy up behind him. “I think that was the giant disembodied head,” he says. “If I remember correctly.”
Kimberly laughs and Jason mimes a frown, swatting his hand vaguely in Zach’s direction. “It’s not my fault I have the coolest color.”
Trini scoffs. “As if.”
“Yeah,” Kimberly says, snapping at the elastic of her pink sports bra, the hem visible under her low-scooped tank, “that would be me.”
If the motion draw Trini’s eyes, Kimberly doesn’t notice.