He shot. I dodged. He shot again. It missed me again. I ran.
Mom was surprised when I hammered on the apartment door.
"LET ME IN LET ME IN!" I shouted.
"Hey, what's wrong?" She said, inviting me inside.
"I need a taxi. I'm going to Aniville."
And that's how I ended up in this stuffy taxi with a random frog asking me random questions.
His name was Kapp'n and for 100 bells he agreed to pretend I hadn't been in the taxi in case he was asked by the police. I was madly hoping that the police hadn't given him 200 bells to take me to the station.
Unless the police station was a sweet little town called Aniville, I was safe.
Well, 2 more hours to go until I reach Aniville. Unless this frog stops talking though, it's going to seem a lot longer.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
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