On Top of the World (Clintasha Oneshot)“Come on, Nat!”More Like This
Tasha scrambled up the rocks after him, trying not to lose her footing. The ground was a dizzying 57 metres below them, and the sheer rock face they were climbing beside wasn’t doing anything to help her vertigo. Clint, as always, didn’t seem fazed at all by the height, and was skittering up the rocks like a gecko on a sugar rush. She started moving again before he got too far ahead of her.
They were in Africa – one of the last places she expected to find herself when she agreed to work for the American Government – and Clint had persuaded her that climbing the rock formation they were scrambling up presently without any form of safety harness was a good idea. “Just wait” he had said, “It’ll be worth it when we get to the top,”. Right now – with the fact that one false step could send her tumbling to her death – she wasn’t quite seeing what he meant.
But she couldn