It took Kiyoko almost ten minutes to fill out the stack of paperwork the man had given her. Who knew getting a driver's license could be so much work? She snarled under her breath, stomping up to the desk with her now-finished documents. She was fed up. The man didn't look up from what he was doing, and she didn't care. She shoved the papers in his face, and he looked up with a disapproving look on his face.
"Now miss, if you could just wait until you're called..."
"No! Don't give me that! I'm sick of waiting. You get me my driving instructor, and you have my license ready and waiting for me when I get back from the test. There is no more waiting! Do you understand?"
Her face was now inches from his, but her tone wasn't angry. Oh no, it was very calm, and very, very cold, and somehow that was even more frightening. He paled considerably, and seemed to decide it was in his best interests to agree with her.
"Ah... Yes, yes, of course. Your instructor will be out in a few moments. He really will, I promise! Please... Please sit down now?"
Kiyoko sighed, then went and sat down again. Thankfully, the man had been telling the truth, and another man came out of the back only a few seconds later, clipboard in hand.
"Miss Kiyoko? Come with me please!"
About time! Kiyoko got to her feet immediately, following the instructor out to the car to begin her test.
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