The lady behind the desk looked at her curiously. Most likely thinking she was some sort of freak or disturbed person.
How she really wished she could speak proper English. It had been one of the classes she had excelled at. Before she met Inuyasha.
"Damn it Inuyasha this is all your fault!" she muttered under her breath, holding back the urge to bang her head against the desk before her.
"Miss, are you alright?"
She merely whimpered in return.
"No. Not really." her English may have sucked badly, but that she could answer without a hitch.