Late to catch a bus

“Oh, dammit!”

The spur of the moment shopping trip had taken longer than Tanya was planning on, and now she had a bus to catch- fast. Tucking the vial of suspicious liquid into the back pocket of her jeans, she took off down the street, hoping to clear a couple blocks in the next five minutes or less.

Turns out she couldn’t! And as the bus pulled away just as Tanya slid to a halt in front of the bus stop, she alternated between swearing after it and gasping for breath. Another advantage she might have had if she was taller: longer strides. With a groan, she sat herself down into the bus stop bench with a heavy thud, completely forgetting about the vial in her back pocket. The glass cracked open, just enough to empty the contents out I to the surrounding fabric of Tanya’s jeans. But in her exhaustion and frustration, she might not have even noticed!