[ She squeaks when her shitty pizza delivery car gets rear-ended, but the surprise gives way to annoyance pretty quick when she hears the lady behind her shouting. rolling down the window, she peeks out of it to look back and flip her the bird with a gloved hand. ]
Fuck off, you ran into me!
[ Road rage is practically a form of etiquette in Syndicate, the slums where she grew up. It's how people say hi to each other, a fact of everyday life. So her response is quick and kneejerk, sounding more annoyed than actually furious, as if this is just another day at the factory. With a dramatized sigh, she turns her body in the seat to face the other woman more fully, a frown scrawled all over her features. ]
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Fuck off, you ran into me!
[ Road rage is practically a form of etiquette in Syndicate, the slums where she grew up. It's how people say hi to each other, a fact of everyday life. So her response is quick and kneejerk, sounding more annoyed than actually furious, as if this is just another day at the factory. With a dramatized sigh, she turns her body in the seat to face the other woman more fully, a frown scrawled all over her features. ]
This your first day driving or something?