"Whoosh."
"Whoosh."
"Whoosh."
Doz said repeatedly, doing a handstand on top of a lemonade stand, kicking his legs wildly in the air as he did so in an attempt to mimic the wind. Neo had told him to make like the wind, but what the hell did that even mean again? The wind made whooshing noises, so he was making whooshing noises, but all of this work seemed almost silly. 76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhHgnfho79A
"HEY!" Called a voice from below. "GET OFF MY STAND! THIS IS RIDICULOUS! I'M TRYING TO MAKE A LIVING!"
"Look, lady, I'm trying to be the wind. Do you yell at the wind?"
"ALL THE TIME! NOW GET THE FUCK OFF." The old lady repeated, and Doz sighed, flipping off of the lemon stand and onto the sidewalk. He turned to the old lady behind the stand and lifted a finger.
"Look, sorry about that, I just really need to learn how to be wind, or I'll let my master down." Doz explained, and the old lady chuckled meanly.
"Don't sweat it, you probably let your parents down the moment you came sliding out the womb. This'll be no different." The old lady poured Doz a cool cup of lemonade, and Doz took it gratefully despite her mean comments. 76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYvU2IhY5Ia
"It's nothing personal, okay? I just need to be the wind." He took a sip from his cup and then let out a sigh. "You know? Hey this is good lemonade by the way!"
The old lady crossed her arms. "It's for the road. Now make like the wind and blow off, you're scaring away all of my customers with your gross looking eyes." Doz frowned at the old lady, taking another sip of his lemonade, and walked off.76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHYogpLxS0T
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