(Prompt-a-day: Force was necessary)
He had to muscle his way through the throng. It wasn’t his favorite thing to do, but sometimes, especially this time of year, force was necessary to survive the overflowing mass of shoppers. So paying no heed to the moms and kids, the frantic fretting and cries and giggles silenced, he threw out elbow and knee with abandon, doing his best to drag his frame along the endless aisle to the front of the store. It wasn’t easy, especially with this piece of crap weighing him down, but a man had to do what a man had to do to pay the bills. So groaning and grumbling and cursing under his breath, he arrived, sat down, and fixed the child in front of him with the meanest of glares. “Ho, ho, ho,” he said flatly. “And what do you want for Christmas?”
