Case #03: Speedsters Get Offended By Glass Houses
Taming of the 22nd Floor ScrewballWell, ; she actually got a dog. A slobbery mastiff at that. It coated his occupied hands in warm saliva, and Anna said with a smile, “Bring the goods inside.” Whatever speedster delivered her package to Taehyung’s door must be laughing up a storm at unlucky happenstance — the postman was gone before he could correct the mistake.
No. He doesn’t need a tour of the habitat crazy creates. Yet this account continues. Possessed by cat-killing curiosity, he walked in anyway.
Yellow. Tenants weren’t allowed to paint the walls, yet there the color was in all its eccentric glory. Loud and proud. Backdrop to blunted shards of glass that hung at different elevations. The slightest breeze clinked two chunks together; Barry Allen would meet his match in Anna’s trap.
Swiping the box like she had the speedforce, she said, “It’s always hard to find a purple one.” And then she threw it on the ground. Glass audibly shattered. Her reasoning: “I made the packing instructions very clear.”
“It says fragile for a reason!” he protested against this newest oddity.
“You confuse me with your offended posture; this is why I ordered it.” Tearing open the seal, she spilled purple shards across her kitchen counter. Right next to an incomplete window frame. Stained glass. "Prices vary depending on our relationship."
"I didn't ask," he argued, but he had picked it up without realizing it. Its pattern was nonsensical; there was something attractive about flouting rules. "Is this how you pay rent?"
“Of course not!” she exclaimed. Yes. Obviously, “This is a teensy hobby. Didn’t you see the nameplate?”
Sure enough, there it was. In fantastical cursive beside her front door, the nameplate read: The All-Seeing Anna. The pretentious article added insult to inquiry. Taehyung lived below a fortune teller. Of course! Who was he to question the universe’s happenstance? Instead he spent the afternoon wondering if the screwballs were yellow or purple on Earth 2.
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