I don't know what this guy's problem is. He just keeps staring at me in the mirror. His face is ugly with a glare I just can't shake. I approach him, and the douchebag comes up to me first. "What's your problem?" I ask, but apparently he thinks I'm the one with a problem. I gave him a shove and he goes nowhere, shoving me right back. We're in a stalemate, until I decide to give him a quick jab to the jaw. The idiot does the same and breaks the mirror. Great. Now we're bleeding all over the floor.
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Very Short Stories & Drabbles Part 2
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