- someone knocked at Kel's door, the male yinglet placed a box inside the room- '' I bring zha mail !''. Filled with glee, Kel quickly ran and yanked the box tearing it open like a wild animal, she giggled loudly knowing full well what was inside.



Though this energy quickly shifted when she realized, it is indeed a breast mouse pad, but the image is not the one she asked. Clenching her fist, she quickly called customer service, the moment a person pick up the line she released her hatred '' WHAT IS ZHIS CRAP! IS NOT WHAT I ORDERED!! HOW DARE YE!!''.



The person unaffected by the shouting simply asked what was the issue, which Kel yelled back '' I ORDERED ZHE GRAND MATRIARCH PAD, NOT ZHE FECKING BLEPPING DRAGON! I WANT ZHIS FIXED NOW!''. The person asked if the product she received was intact.



Kel growled yes, which the caller simply responded '' then there's nothing we can do ma'am, you can order it again or seek another supplier, have a great day''. The phone line cut, the bastard hung up, the mouse pad quickly got tossed out the window and probably landed on a poor bystander down there.




She called another number just as fast '' NEEVA! I GOT A JOB FER YOU!, IM NOT YELLING IM JUST ANGRY!!!''

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