Don't blame me. I was gay now, and ever since that weekend with Mr. Tesla, my perception of being his man changed. I began to see a world full of magic sticks, fantasy, and pure acts of love. Was I mad? Just one tweak in me, I'd switched to something I hated the most. Yes, I was probably mad. "Someone is here, making a scene in the lobby. At the mention of your name, Jonah, the receptionist had to let her through," Sally, my colleague said to me as she walked in. "Who's that?" I asked, my eyes lit up in surprise. Just then, Hilary walked into our office dressed in a short dress, her tainted hair was tied up in a ponytail. "You wouldn't pick up my calls," she stated when her eyes landed on me. My heart jumped out of me and I jerked out of my chair. Quickly, I flashed a look towards Mr. Tesla's office, hoping to the heavens that he hadn't arrived yet. "Hilary, what are you doing here?" I asked, scratching my low-cut hair. Couldn't she tell from the smack I'd lande
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