Chapter 31: She Wanted Death
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"What? What's going on with you, Vella?! You're in a fashion show and you're mouth saying this to me?!" I can say that he's freaking out. "I'm watching your show, woman. Get back there!"
I hissed, then opened the faucet on the sink to wash my hands. My phone was between my ear and my shoulder. I placed it so that I could wash my hands.
"It's not my turn yet, I'm using the bathroom right now so I grab the opportunity to talk to you, didn't you like it?" I chuckled. Obviously teasing him.
I finished washing my hands, and used the hand dryer to dry my hands. I'm ready to go out after but some models get in, I bet they've just finished, their eyebrows bitching up on me. Mine just furrowed then got out of that area walking to my place I heard him say; "I like it but not with the reason you told me. Seriously? I'm in the middle of the work and you too, are you even normal?"