August 2nd, 2004

tank girl


FrustrationDawn would have loved to scream in frustration, but that would only result in panicked people appearing with weapons at the ready. There was nothing worth throwing that would result in a satisfying crash, plus it would receive the same reaction as screaming, although possibly with less weapons.

She'd put too much hard work into her notes to start shredding them, so she was stuck with the extremely unsatisfying silent fuming that was bordering on crying.

Strong hands started massaging the tension from her shoulders.

"Fancy going out for ice cream, love?"

And suddenly, the world seemed a brighter place.

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