@intoner-one continued from here
“Verdammt!” Had Angela been paying attention, she probably would’ve seen the blonde girl right in front of her. Despite it being her fault, she’s going to yell at the other girl anyway.
“Pass auf wo du hingehst!” Taking a look at the other girl, it’s obvious that she’s not from here. Is she British? Her clothes look too vastly different from anything she’s seen though. Angela sighs and picks herself up from the ground.
“It’s okay. Just don’t do it again.” Angela begins to walk away, but realizes something. That girl is surprisingly well dressed, so she must have something on her, right? Maybe Angela can take it as an apology.
Time stops, and Angela turns back around towards the girl. She greedily starts picking her pockets for anything valuable, but there’s just one problem. At this time, Angela’s powers are still underdeveloped and can work against her favor at any time. Such as now, and time starts flowing once again. God. Damn it.
Angela finds herself staring at the girl with her hand deep in her pocket and in a split second decision, pushes the girl to the ground and takes off running with whatever she could grab in her hand.






