As the rage filled haze slowly cleared from Britannica head she gave one last mighty punch at a table next to her to express the last of her displeasure at her Candyless state.
The crunch of her fist basically summed it all up and fuming she stormed off.
She'd go get Candy from someone else.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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