Normal Day?

*Splash* "Di'er, come here!" a fustrated voice sounded out. "Coming, coming!" "Jeez, can't this woman be a little more patient?" mumbled a young kid.

This young ma- boy, looked no older than twelve.

he went over to see what the hell happened here.

It was a beautiful Sunday morning, *sigh* (or was it dun, dun, dunnnnnn)

Sitting on the chair that looked squished, was a young woman in her thirties.

If you had to describe her beauty, well you couldn't, she looked like an old lady whose temper got worse every second.