He was lying on the ground, with something weighing down his arms. A furry body pressed against him, while his other arm rested on something warm and soft. Still disoriented, he instinctively pressed his hand down, feeling the gentle curve beneath his palm.
Adrian lowered his head.
In the darkness, he saw a furry head turned away from him, nestled against his chest.
For a moment, he remained dazed. Then he abruptly shoved the person in his arms away.
Eli was already too weak to defend himself. The unexpected push sent him tumbling sideways, and he nearly rolled away together with the large black dog.
"Ugh!"
His head spun, and it took him several seconds to recover enough to turn around and glare at Adrian.
"Are you fucking crazy?!"
Eli tried to stand, but his legs were too weak to support him. They trembled beneath him, forcing him to grab the bulkhead and use it to steady himself.
