@hedgebud liked for a starter
If someone thought this was an acceptable whip, they’re an idiot. This is far from it, an annoyance at best. A prop knife would have made for a better intimidation factor, and so, Miriam is steaming and grumpy as she leans against a wall and loiters in the period of time it takes her to stop being so worked up about it. Red in the face, she leans back into the wall, and takes a few slow, deep breaths, trying to calm herself down before she screams.
Screaming would attract attention. As much as she’d like to throw a fit, this isn’t the compound, and there is no Katherine or Tabi or Bruno to stay her angry hand.
Instead, she goes for a more well known tactic. Fidgeting with the colorful bandages around the three middle fingers on her left hand, she clears her throat and removes herself from being boneless against the wall.
“Hey darling,” it’s a sleepy greeting, Miriam wiggling her fingers at the other.
“Is there a corner store around here? I’m going out of my mind and I’d kill for a smoke.”
