The eggs flew accurately through the air, shattering on contact with the wooden door. The raw, viscous insides began to slowly slip down, coating the paint with a sticky trail. A delighted laugh rang out, punctuating the evening’s silence before a light flashed on inside the house.
Mr. Langerak, a teacher at the local high school stormed outside, still in his suit from a hard day’s teaching. He angrily surveyed the damage caused to his property.
‘You absolute fool! I’m going to make sure you pay for this, you… You… Hey! Come back here!’
He marched down the stairs of his porch, shouting after the figure that was running away into the distance, the flowers on her faded dress illuminated under the street lights.