A magic trick (Greta)
Today had been a particularly terrible day. It all started when you had to go to work, stuck inside an office cubicle where everything smelt like store brand disinfectant and you were consistently shouted at by varying customers for things you either couldn’t control or things they themselves did wrong. This would have been fine, you had worse days at the office after all, but on your way back home someone had decided to ram into your car in a jumped up Suzuki Aerio that was going way faster than any Suzuki Aerio was designed to go. Fortunately the driver had only rammed into the back of your car instead of the front of it, ensuring that you weren’t dead but still turning your car’s rear end into a mess of twisted metal, leaking oil and shredded rubber and as such rendering it undriveable. The next two hours consisted of waiting for the police to arrive, watching as the person who had hit your car was arrested and calling a tow truck so that they could take your ruined car to be ...