Heartless

The time seemed to stretch on forever as I roamed around the clothes store, my annoyance mounting with every rack I passed.

"How much time do they need to try the clothes on?"

I cursed, throwing a silent glance in the direction of the fitting rooms.

My eyes could see the rough outlines of people's shadows behind the curtains which only fueled my impatience.

Half an hour.

This was the time I spent waiting for the group of teenagers to finish up their fashion show in the fitting rooms.

However, I severely underestimated the capabilities of the girls...

I could feel my sanity starting to crack.

If I had to wait for another minute, I'll-

Swish...

Suddenly, one of the fitting room curtains whipped open with many more following in rapid succession.

"Grrr... Finally!"

I was so annoyed that a growl escaped my lips, making an old guy behind me turn and give me a bemused look.

'Fuck...'