Description
She walked with precision. Her heels clickety-clacking on the asphalt, chomping her pink bubblegum. Her light eyes stared me down but I kept a blank face, not scared by this petite girl. "So what's going on here." She said curiously pointing to the yellow tape and taking a step closer. She stumbled like her heels were thinking of falling. "It's CLASSIFIED ma'am, I'm gonna need you to step away." I placed a hand in front of her, guiding her backwards. She took two steps back, regaining her balance. She wasn't away for long before she stepped closer again. She shoved her face into mine and tilted it. Her face inches from mine she chomped a couple times on her gum, before blowing a large bubble in my face. I pointed a finger bursting her bubble. It splattered on her face, her mouth agape. "Please, ma'am, go home." I said in the same monotone voice. I was already annoyed and this chick was making it worse. But of course I couldn't say any of this aloud. She swiped the gum from her face, sticking it to the pocket of my suit jacket. Small pieces clung to her face, making a couple strands of hair stick there too. She stepped away, "I'll call you Sunglasses. See you later babe." Her voice was light, a New Yorker accent present. She turned her heels click-clacking away. If only I'd known it was a downhill, unforgettable, adventure from there.
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