When her food arrived she ate in peace, aside from the occasional glance toward the others in the room. A couple of them seemed to have caught her interested for the moment.
he grabbed chris's arm
"gah--- terraance---"
(It's also morning/lunch on a weekday. Most people will be at work.)
(Or school. Ha)
She awaited his answer, looking straight at his eyes.
he shoved chris into a closet, turning the lights off and locking the door
He sees Terrance shove the poor boy into a closet then waits for Terrance to move away from the closet.
“You think that’s funny, kid?” Insert Indra, resident street gangster, walking up to this kid or whatever, knuckle dusters in hand. “We’ll see how funny you are when my fists rearrange your face!”
He was startled by indra "it's just a little sibling fun-?"
“That’s bullyin’ there, and ya know what we do to bullies, yeah?” Insert the very nice sound of her brass knuckles hitting each other.
He dashed off
“Dumb very naughty word here that starts with c.”
He went to go unlock the closet door and turn on the light then spoke, "Are you okay, small child?"
He was sobbing
“God damn it, Hannah.”
“What? It ain’t me bloody fault!”
he took a step out of the closet
"Thank you for dealing with that boy", he looked at Indra. "There, there. Don't you cry", he gave him a handkerchief.
He backed up
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