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XXXV: What hell looks like
“You’re right, that man is an ass,” Anita cussed as she stepped into the kitchen and it caused a few heads of the waiter’s as well as cooks to turn to her. She sighed and placed her hand on her hip, “I didn’t mean to startle anyone and I am sorry if I did.”
“What man is that?” Jasmin asked as she fitted the spring roll into the box and placed it on the tray.
“Who else? Ass hat Jude!” she cussed again.
Jasmin's brow pulled together at her friend’s displeasure. “What did he do this time?”
“Be an ass like always and he wouldn’t let me take his order and insisted that you do it.” She replied and placed her hands on the counter and leaned against them. “I told him you were busy, and he said he wouldn’t mind waiting and when I was taking my leave, he called me a bitch.”
Jasmin’s teeth clenched together and picked up her tray before storming off, she ser
Glory TinaWhat are your thoughts? Jasmin is finally out of a job, which I'd say is long overdue. But Jude being responsible for her loss of job pisses me off. Leave a comment and please don't forget to vote ❤️❤️
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