“I f*****g hate him!”
Items shook and rattled as Noah slammed her fist into the side of the unsuspecting book shelf that sat in her bedroom. Her Demon Slayer Nezuko figure, tipped forward, twisting like it would drop before eventually landing back on its feet. She breathed a sigh of relief at the safety of her bamboo mouthed girl and decided to put some distance between herself and the shelf.
Throwing anger tantrums at the shelf was not worth it. Her fist hurt and most of the figures were limited edition so she couldn’t afford to break them. Her precious figurines must have been stunned by her sudden outburst but she was too frustrated to bother checking their current state.
Hopefully everything was intact.
She stalked over to her bed, kicking the wooden frame and cursing when pain
