“Abby! What the hell is the matter with you?” Wanda, your friend from high school asks as she enters your office. tu look up at her with no expression on your face. “You’ve been staring at that same damn paper for 30 minutes. And tu have that same expression on your face,” shes says. tu still don’t answer her “Whats wrong!?” she yells at tu and closes the door, she sits down in one of the chairs like shes one of your clients o something.
“I don’t feel like talking about it,” tu say with the same expression on your face that tu have had for the past 30 minutos according...
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