Cashier Fights Mom And Daughter の小説・ストーリー

I finally whispered. “We should go see what’s happening.” I suggested, already heading toward the commotion. Scarlett followed and tagged along curiously. As we approached the register, the scene unfolded exactly as I had dreaded. The robust, broad-shouldered figure of the woman with her teenage daughter Celine also standing beside her was before me. There was a heated argument going on between them. The cashier, visibly uncomfortable, tried to explain the situation with as much patience as she could muster, but Naomi was not having any of it.

“No more respect for elders! I’m never coming back to this store; you are all thieves! I’m going to sue you! I’m going to sue both of you!” She grabs her purse and grabs her phone. She was starting to record us, as well as those behind the line. “I’m here at The Dollar Pantry and they are all thieves!” She screams. “This lady here pushed me and cut in line when I wasn’t even done with my transaction. The rest of the people behind the line watched it and allowed for it to happen! Meanwhile, this cashier was rude to me and glared all throughout-!” She stopped filming and I could hear the gasps of everyone behind me, including Daniel.

The cheerful aura suddenly became silent over my action. Nikki frowned at her face, ready to kick my face when my mum showed up. "How dare you touch my daughter, Nikki?" Nikki's angered face became calm as my mum showed up. "Let her fight herself, Florida!" Nikki said. "My daughter is not a fighter, bastard. Next time you try this, I will make here a hell for you!" My mum said. "You shouldn't interfere with their matters, Florida. Stop being biased. Your daughter tackles first!" The proprietor said as he got to us.

"Don’t bring it up. That son of a b*tch cheated me and made me waste hundreds of thousands of dollars for nothing! I'm so pissed!” "Who cheated you?" A cold voice rang out, and the mother and daughter looked over to see Jared standing in the doorway of the study with a cold look on his face.

But he still wanted to hear from his sassy daughter firsthand. "Oh, absolutely! Mom was amazing today, Dad. A lady came into the restaurant where we were enjoying our ice cream and she started picking on Mom. She even slapped her, but Mom didn't back down. She stood her ground and retaliated perfectly. She gave that lady a taste of her own medicine and a stern warning!" Cherry exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with pride. Bruce's expression turned to one of surprise. "Mom did all that? She must have handled the situation really well," Bruce remarked, pretending not to know the details of what transpired between Vanessa Cherry.

and now she points to me “—she and I, we struggle every damn day to support ourselves and each other. Every cent counts. Every cent really counts. So few folks understand that when it’s not them it’s happening to. You know?” The cashier guy definitely knows. Minimum wage for long shifts, school assignments, and debt payments. Time stretched out like a decaying rubber band you have to keep plucking on, dreading the day when it finally snaps—but then he has a moment. He seems to replay what he’s heard, and he looks at me. Eyes mostly white. “That’s your daughter?” My mother beams. “Looks just like me, doesn’t she?” My mother, sometimes she’s a super bitch. “Hey.” I smile. My teeth are whiter t

She informs sympathetically. " No, no. I want to see the doctor now" I inform in a yell as tears stream down my face. Our little argument quickly elevates into a commotion which draws the doctor's attention. " What is going on here?" He ask the moment he walks in. " Doctor where's my daughter?" I ask in a panic, praying that what the cashier said was all a lie. " You're bleeding miss. You need medical attention" He tries to divert from question. " Answer my question Doc. Where's my daughter" I yell grabbing hold of his collar furiously.

She had truly done her best. Sure enough, when Shirley returned to her neighborhood, she hadn't walked far before she heard shouting coming from Building A. The neighbors had gathered around curiously. Shirley couldn't help but ask, "What's happening?" "Oh, young girl, you don't know how lively this family is!" a gossip-loving aunt grabbed Shirley and excitedly started blabbering, "The mother-in-law came from the countryside to live with her son, and she asked her daughter-in-law to serve her dinner. Little did she know that this daughter-in-law was fierce; she poured a plate of hot dishes over her mother-in-law's head! But the mother-in-law isn't one to be trifled with; she grabbed a plate

Cynthia said and Kathy and her friends looked up. "What do you want again" Kathy groaned. "I just came to say hi...wait, I never knew your so called mother is a fighter" Cynthia smirked. "What do you mean" Kathy said, glaring at her. "Oh you don't know? Well it's all over the news that your mum beat up a lady" Cynthia said while smiling. "What are you saying?" Kathy asked. "I'm saying the truth, your mum fought with a lady, your dad couldn't look for anyone better than a fighter as your mum" Cynthia uttered and Kathy stood up with the motive to slap her but she stopped herself and brought her hands down.

Mom shouted but Tita Shane fought back with words. "When you killed my son, did I put you to jail?" Tita Shane asked. I blinks my eyes when I saw mom's fist closed. "Even that one. You want me to put in jail just because you want to get everything I have? Be matured enough, Shane! You are doing a stupid thing." Before the fight would turn into something more pressure, I decided to left. I am done with today.