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Pippa punched the scenery flat so hard, her hand went through. Screeching every blue word, she kicked, headbutted and thumped her way to a delirious frenzy.

Mr Brompton watched. He was the mild mannered art teacher who had created this set, with diligence and pride. The brushwork was some of his best. A terrible waste.

The director, Genevieve, after screaming "Stop!" for three whole minutes, finally took matters in to her own hands, bounding up and pulling her back.

Pippa glared.

"Pippa... Pippa. Listen, 'I want you to break the fourth wall' is just an expression. Not that kind, mind."

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