Part D

The turn signal blinks hypnotically as she waits patiently in a shitty cheap company vehicle that they dumped on her at headquarters. It’s sound much like a metronome that slowly fades into the background of her thoughts. Tik-tok tik-tok tik-tok “Maggie deserves more than that cheap 99 cent bullshit!” The man is yelling that phrase …
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