And if I see you step foot on my property again, I’ll do more than make a phone call,” he says, waving the baseball bat around menacingly.
I’d much rather be eating a bar of chocolate or even something healthy like a lettuce leaf alone at my desk than sitting through this silent, painful meal.
I was so mad, I reached into the drawer for her fake sushi eraser and put it in my pocket. Serves her right for being such a big, fat, Eggo-scarfing liar.
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