Crystal was crouched at the back of the aisle when the midget aimed his gun at her again and took one of her beers.  Her heartbeat raced for a moment until he put the gun down.  She watched his stubby fingers barely able to grip the .40oz bottle.  She looked at him in disgust as she saw him gulping down the amber liquid that was<span class="bbc_u">hers</span>.  She had found it.<em>Asshole</em>.<br/><br/>Just as Crystal was about to say something she heard a loud crash from inside the store and her arms flew above her head for protection.  Debris from the ceiling made a dust cloud in the store and when the noise stopped she rose up and started looking around frantically.  There was a huge hole in the roof.  She remembered that in the event of an earthquake one should find something sturdy to hide under.  Crystal gave the midget a last shitty look before trying to think of somewhere to hide.  But all the aisles were open, there was nothing to dive under!<br/><br/><strong>"FUCK!</strong>I need a hit".<br/><br/>Crystal dug around in her purse and leaned back against a corner of the store stocked with cheeses and lunch meats.  She found her pipe and a rock.<br/><br/><strong>*Click*  *Flame*  *Burn*  *Suck*  *Inhale*  </strong><br/><br/>From somewhere, she heard voices; gruff manly voices talking about pink fuzz, flea-pocalypse, locked & loaded.  But Crystal just closed her eyes for a moment that were barely able to focus on the cheddar, swiss, and American cheese packages next to her.<br/><br/><br/><strong>*Click*  *Flame*  *Burn*  *Suck*  *Inhale*  </strong><br/><br/>