"Tosh, use the lift's manual override. Owen, stop kicking and try to hold on." Jack stood at the base of the slowly lowering lift, directly under Owen's dangling legs.
"Shit!" As Owen's grip finally failed, he dropped into Jack's arms with a grunt and passed out.
"Not the usual reaction I get from damsels in distress." Jack flashed Tosh a grin, as he carried Owen across to the couch so he could sleep it off. "Think I'll go write a memo about the lift being off limits while under the influence."
tw100 — challenge #43: fall