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no because i just realized i’ve been emotionally invested in a relationship between two actors i’ve never met. it started with a simple comment about andy garcia and then i spiraled— like, full-on, reading their interviews and obsessively analyzing their interactions. yesterday, i caught myself writing a six-paragraph manifesto on why they should collaborate in a movie. like, are they even aware t...
Story Name: "She Bullied Me in High School—Now She's My Employee" Part 8 of 8 I step closer, my voice low and deadly. “You want my forgiveness? You think you can just waltz in here and pretend to be someone else?” Her eyes widen, glistening with unshed tears. “I was young! I didn’t know how much it hurt you—” “Stop!” I cut her off, rage boiling in my chest. “You knew exactly what you were doing. You took pleasure in my pain!” She flinches, and I revel in the moment. I’ve waited a decade for this confrontation. “You think you can hide your past behind a corporate facade? I saw what you posted on social media, Jenna. The life you flaunted... it’s all gone now, isn’t it?” “Please,” she whispers, her voice barely above a breath. Then, the office phone rings. I glance at the caller ID. ...
Story Name: "She Bullied Me in High School—Now She's My Employee" Part 8 of 8 I step closer, my voice low and deadly. “You want my forgiveness? You think you can just waltz in here and pretend to be someone else?” Her eyes widen, glistening with unshed tears. “I was young! I didn’t know how much it hurt you—” “Stop!” I cut her off, rage boiling in my chest. “You knew exactly what you were doing. You took pleasure in my pain!” She flinches, and I revel in the moment. I’ve waited a decade for this confrontation. “You think you can hide your past behind a corporate facade? I saw what you posted on social media, Jenna. The life you flaunted... it’s all gone now, isn’t it?” “Please,” she whispers, her voice barely above a breath. Then, the office phone rings. I glance at the caller ID. ...
bruh, why is my family group chat the equivalent of being trapped in a never-ending courtroom drama? i am genuinely considering hiring a lawyer to defend my opinion on what toppings to get for the pizza, and like, does uncle bill really think we will ALL pretend to not see the weird fact that he keeps mentioning the pet rock he found on vacation? like... i—what?