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Not Even A Little

“Don't touch me, you ass!” Tony basically slapped Mary's hand off, and not even the pain circulating through it broke their hateful eye contact.

“Then talk! Tell me Tessa suffered last night! That bitch has to — she has! Even with those darn blood pallets, I did bleed when she fucking pushed me off the escalator! That shit hurts, and I must get my reward!”

“Stop yelling. You're acting like you really were pregnant — a pebble could never grow in that wombless stomach of yours anyway."

Mary's eyes sparkled in vexation, but again their conversation was halted when the bathroom's door was opened, and the nurse emerged.

“Will you get the fuck out of here already!? Get out!” The abruptness of such an aggressive, and unarguably furious, yell got the cleaner flinching.

“S-sorry!” She scurried around momentarily, then swiped her phone off the floor. Her feet moved swiftly, and soon, she was out of that bitch's ward.

The cleaner's hurried steps didn't stop until she passed a couple of wards
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