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How Dare You

The room, a massive blur of dark, sinister colours spun around Kim until she limped to the wall, grabbing onto any surface she could hold. Palms sweaty and shaking, she used one hand to grasp her forhead, and tried to focus on the ground, hoping the world around her would stop moving. It didn’t.

With wide eyes that could not stay still, she barely made out the small-eyed young man approaching her, much less that in his hands was a brimming cup of beer.

“I was blinded by your beauty so I’m going to need your name and number for insurance reasons,” he informed Kim with a sly smile. Feeling more nauseous every second she was in his presence, she struggled to balance herself and move away.

“Hey, come on! I’m new in town. D’you think I could have directions to your house?” Laughing at his own jokes, he tried to take Kim’s hand.

“How dare you!” Kim shouted with all the energy she could muster. “Can’t you see I’m sick? Just stop trying to take advantage of how weak I am…and leave!” She then fell to her knees.

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