I ran. Ran as fast as a bullet, whizzing past trees, the cool wind whipping against my face. I prayed I would make it. Only time will tell.
Oh, who the fuck am I kidding?!
PLEASE, GOD! LET IT BE THERE!!! I wailed in my head sobbing hysterically. I didn't care if I looked like a hobo on crack. Let the whole world see! Well, actually the people in the park...but that's not the point!!
I finally saw the sign. WHSmith, big bold white letters!
I pushed on, with all my efforts and ran to the doors. Well, more like smashed my face against the glass doors. Stupid, automatic see through doors!
I staggered upwards, and finally made it through the doors. But my quest was still not over. I ran over to the pen aisle. And there it was.
