Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-33426474-20171223173630/@comment-30700719-20171226150955

I stare at her and freeze, caught in the act. We both stare at each other for a few seconds, then I punch the window one last time. It shatters to the floor. With two feet, I leap out the window. I shoot her the old one-fingered salute, yelling, "BITCH!" I land almost cartoonishly in a cart of hay. "I'M FABULOUS!" She flies out the window to chase me from the air, and I spook the horses. They gallop forward at top speed, and I sing the Hornet a wild tune as she struggles to keep up.