Vial

Britney was sharpening her nails, carefully,and stealing glances at the movie featuring on the television at intervals.

Her phone vibrated on the table and she stared at the caller - Unknown.

She declined the call,feeling unsure.

She doesn't know why a tension is building up inside her.

She tried to recall all that she's read,saw,or thought that morning or the previous night that could be the cause of that.

However,she couldn't find a reason,at all.

She sighed out.

She cuts herself accidentally and she let's out a sharp sigh.

She brought her injured finger to her eyes and gazed at it before sucking the blood.

She winced a little.

Why is this happening?.

She closed her eyes for a moment of peace,then her phone's ringing tone blared into the air again.

She grabbed it from the table,accepted the call before placing the phone on her left ear.

She might as well vent her frustration on the caller.

"Who is this?"she demanded,brusquely.

"Don't be so rude,miss Britney.

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