you must burn brighter than ever
“Oh yes, I do!” she shouted, running, rampaging through several onlookers and children as they either hastened out of her way or were bombarded; plunging headlong in her wake of snagging the errant stickers. For some reason, she hadn’t anticipated this turn of events – and her motions were bewildered, stumbling and bumbling at the fractious pace. Even then, it wouldn’t be enough, and she’d trampled over many individuals for no advantage at all, in the end.
So when his hands were on them, she huffed indignantly, looking like all sorts of demonic considerations and combinations when she narrowed her eyes, hair wild and wholly out of place. “I see. That’s how it’s going to be.” Coming down to the wire on stickers, rather than the actual bingo board itself. Lifting her chin in rapid defiance and considering some alternatives (her magic; but none of which would be able to snag the portions back without probably decimating his hands, prying his fingers along but that might be a slow process), her head tilted, full calculations brimming and seething. “All right. What do you want for them?” She could make a deal, put the sticker on, board completed in record time. Maybe.
So when his hands were on them, she huffed indignantly, looking like all sorts of demonic considerations and combinations when she narrowed her eyes, hair wild and wholly out of place. “I see. That’s how it’s going to be.” Coming down to the wire on stickers, rather than the actual bingo board itself. Lifting her chin in rapid defiance and considering some alternatives (her magic; but none of which would be able to snag the portions back without probably decimating his hands, prying his fingers along but that might be a slow process), her head tilted, full calculations brimming and seething. “All right. What do you want for them?” She could make a deal, put the sticker on, board completed in record time. Maybe.
Melita
