Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Amy had been soooo bored. So in an attempt to remove, said bordness, had decided to go on a sweets hunt, or at least engage in a conversation. Happily she'd found the sweet trolly and so had not had to converse with anyone and had instead stayed locked in her own music world. And anyone who knew Amy knew that if you took the music away she got EXCEDINGLY bad tempered, especially when it was one of her "ohmygod this music will last me my life" trends, like she was having now. Head down she headed towards her empty compartment *sadness* before.. BOOF!
Last time that had happened it had not ended well. She really needed to watch where she was going, especially when her iPod flew out of her hand. ARGH. She grabbed it before it hit the ground and straightened up. Sorry she muttered sheepishly.
Note To Self. LOOK UP
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