Chapter 1182 Who Belongs to Whom (VI)

• “Hold it—keep going—nice. So… is this where we need to slap a mosaic on it? Think the censors will even allow this on air?” Mr. Chadwick Fullner was still hyping it up from the side. Yasmin Langston’s face was beet red—no telling if she was shy or just literally out of breath. Odds were it was the second one. She finally yanked her arm free from Keith Branwell’s grip and shoved him off her. After wiping her mouth, the first thing she snapped was, “Keith, you jerk, were you trying to suffocate me?”
• “The second thing: Chad, you jerk—holler one more time! Help me up already!”
• Keith’s leg was injured. Falling was easy; getting up, not so much. He hurriedly rolled over so Mr. Chadwick Fullner could pull Yasmin up first. Then the two of them heaved together and got Keith back on his feet. Everyone looked a mess. Yasmin didn’t even bother with the rest—she went straight for his leg, worried sick: “You didn’t land on your leg, did you? Want me to call someone to take a look?”