[ For a while, all she knows is the ringing in her ears and the throbbing of her head from hitting it so hard. She's still halfway asleep, her body not quite registering what's going on and keeping her in a locked, hunched over position. She's breathing heavily, eyes tightly shut when she curls herself up by her knees. ]
Don't touch me, don't fucking touch me--
[ That smack on the head hasn't done her any good, and she's not quite paying attention to Jesse right now. ]
action;
Don't touch me, don't fucking touch me--
[ That smack on the head hasn't done her any good, and she's not quite paying attention to Jesse right now. ]