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Adventures of the shy girl: I'm going mad I tell you! Mad I say!

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That was what she would like to screamed on top of her lungs to the whole office.

She eyed the dude sitting next to her with a message that spoke volumes. She was going to downright commit murder on the floor at that moment. She picked up her sword and swung it dangerously at the older guy.

Okay, in reality it was actually a medium size umbrella but that was her Excalibur. The tanned guy started to tremble in his seat. He raised both his hands while silently wishing she would calm down.

Why is she getting so riled up? he asked himself. It's not like he has done anything wrong. It was just a simple question.

He watched the woman moving closer to him with that so called weapon.

"Why do you keep getting on my nerves? Do you have a death wish?" she almost snarled at him and inched nearer to the point that the man cowered back in his seat. The whole office was either ignoring the whole fiasco  or just too wrapped up in their own work.

"Hey, chill. No need to be mad. I was just asking question. A question. No more, no less." he stuttered.

She arched a questioning eyebrow at him and started pointing the lethal weapon to his face.

"You know what, I've put up with your stupidity for so long and I can't take it anymore. Either you let me kill you with this blunt weapon or you can get out of my sight." The calmness of her tone was eerie.

And out of nowhere both of them were in a pacman game. She obviously was not the pacman. With a satisfied laugh she started chasing him around the maze.

He shouted bravely, "Hah! I know how this game works. Once I get that special thing, I will be able to eat you back."

Suddenly she was on a high throne and was merely a spectator of the game. She watched lazily, "Ah, but you forgot one thing. I own the game. We all know what that means- I. Make. My. Own. Rules."

She watched in satisfaction as his face turned ashen. The poor guy was hapless against the sudden burst of pacman enemies. He has nowhere to run! As his enemies moved in for the kill, his scream echoed and she smiled as she watched his demise.

She rejoiced to the fact that her enemy was wiped off from the face of the earth.

But when she looked back at the person sitting beside her, she muttered to herself, "If only it was that easy."
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