Body Weight Betrayal

The only thing stopping me from falling a few dozen storeys was a thin sheet of plastic.

I went to roll over, but the plastic made a sound that I didn't like, given I was still under the effects of gravity.

So instead I lifted a leg, slowly, then reached out with it and tried to hook the floor where the plastic was held.

My pant leg hooked on, but at the expense of the plastic, which began to tear under my weight. But my pants would hold me up, right?

But my recent weight loss meant they were loose...