She sat with a thoughtful look in her face, her spoon hovered over the cream as it slowly melted into her hot chocolate.
He was still talking.
“So… um, I’m sorry, it’s just… well.. this isn’t really going to work anymore… it’s not you, it’s…”
She dipped her spoon into the cream, licked it slowly and looked at him, really looked at him for the first time in months.
“Yes, I agree”
“What?”
“I agree. It’s not me, it’s you. Now fuck off and stop bothering me.”
It was the third time that week he had tried to fire her.
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Title by: Pineapple Lane
Story by: ‘Honest’ (Rachael Blair)
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