Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Officer Johnson shot Buzz a look of utter disdain, incredulous that a grown man would try to pin the blame on a girl. "Do you think I'm an idiot?" Officer Johnson scoffed. "A delicate young lady like her, taking on all of you?"

"She's not delicate!!! Officer, don't let her fool you!"

"Officer, really, it was her! You gotta believe us! We're the real victims here!"

A group of rough-looking teens were tearfully insisting on their victimhood, painting a near-comical picture.

Officer Johnson frowned. "You say she beat you up, then tell me, who was with her?"

"It was just her, all by herself!"

"Yeah, exactly! She took us all down on her own!"

After Buzz spoke, the group eagerly nodded, like a bunch of bobbleheads.

Officer Johnson's eyebrow twitched in irritation. This was an insult to his intelligence.

The girl's legs weren't even as thick as their arms. How could she single-handedly beat them up?

Who would believe such a story?

me, how did she

sent me flying

she punched me right in the nose. It's

knocking us out with one punch each! Officer, I'm not exaggerating,

"Shut up!"

it anymore and let

all the blame onto a girl? Aren't you ashamed? She's a

she can, she really can! Officer,

of tears, heartbroken.

was

Met

Officer Johnson just wouldn't

help but feel a

image was

she was

you who

landed on Kruz, who clearly wasn't part of Buzz's

him who had beaten Buzz and his

cried out: "No, Officer, it wasn't him! It was