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Olive Penderghast (gnomedownthere) wrote in makebelievelog,

“You know,” she smiled, “I have to agree with you on that one. Less chance of limb dismemberment for sure.”

Great, now all they had to do was wait.

She paused for a bit. She focused on folding the ticket in her hand, pressing the crease precisely. She’d forgotten what it said already, but she didn’t want to look at it again. When it was the right size she put it in her pocket along with her license, registration, and insurance card. So much for those documents.

“I’m not mad at you,” she said at last. “I mean, I’m mad that my car is now more an inedible pretzel than a means of transportation,” she wondered if one of the magic-types could make the thing mobile with some kind of spell, but that wasn’t where she was going with this. “But I’m not mad at you.”