Snippet #1437732

Angie swore when the hardware store was locked, but hey, she didn't wear these boots for nothing. She launched a hard kick straight at the door handle. It made contact, smashing it into splinters. "New Rawks for the win!2 she said to herself, then walked in. She grabbed some bandages and some sewing equipment. And a tiny dog with the bobbing head. She never could resist them damn things. She left the store, and ran back the way she had came. She saw several other people surrounding the guy that was injured, with a pretty sweet bike next to them. A guy was handing out burgers. She reached them, then held out a bandage for the injured guy. The belt was pretty much ruined. Pity. She liked that belt. "And, whoever's bike that was, it's pretty sweet, but nothing compared to a Jag. I'll be in a music store somewhere. Bye." she said, and walked off, leaving the bandages with the group.