Fifteen people came to steal your meat.
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◊ | Tap tap tap. Alice annoyingly clacks the heel of her boots, in utter impatience and irritation. Exactly how crowded can this market get? Of course, it's the afternoon, and there'd be people coming by this way, but would it kill to give the young girl a little space?
A huff, as she crosses her arms across her chest, twitching a brow angrily. "Oi. Quit pushin' me, will ya?!" Alice snarks, gripping her own sleeve, since her arms are folded.
"I don't care why you're here, but don't touch me so casually!" Twitch twitch. It's bad enough that she's so hungry already. And what's worse, she can't seem to find Oz or Gilbert in this crowd. How dare they leave her behind like this! Those idiots are in for a world of hurt and discipline when she finds those two. "Now get outta my way before I run ya over."