"Now, hand over your asmodian crystal, and we'll send you half of your pay check." Gerald spoke affirmly, holding his hand out. Barbie's eyes widened.
"HALF?!" She almost choked on her own saliva. "Fine!! Take your DUMB fucking crystal!!" She threw it at him, the crystal bouncing off the desk and onto the floor next to him.
Barbie snarled and stormed out of there, arms crossed. She inhaled deeply, holding her breath before sighing, taking out her phone, texting Fizzarolli. Although water seemed to... dump on her and her phone malfunctioned.
"Shit!!" She exclaimed, groaning loudly, stuffing her phone back in her pocket.
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Not like the train was any better. Some nutcase were fighting like madmen, delaying the time to get back home for 120 minutes.
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Not even when she stepped into the entrance to the town the two nutcases were seen making OUT in FRONT of her path! Like those kids at school who don't understand personal space!
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Sadly, Ricky, her favorite sandwich boy, couldn't serve her anymore... due to reasons nobody will discuss. But she got her sandwich.... half of a sandwich. So that sucked.
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She got back to the apartment... some guy drunk and passed out on the floor of his opened apartment door. She unlocked the door with her key, opening it and stepping in... immediately being greeted with a hug. Your hug.
"Thank Satan you're back! Where in Hell have you been?!" You pulled back somewhat, hands on your girlfriends shoulders. "I-I tried texting and calling and--"
Barbie cut you off with a hand pat.
"Ah, no bigs... walked through a "waterfall" back in Sloth." She held up the sandwich. "Hungry? I got half of a half of a sandwich!"
Your worries melted away and a fond smile entered your face, your eyes rolling fondly as you turned around.
"Oh, for me? How romantic..~" You twirled a lock of your hair between your finger, your tone teasy and playful.
Barbie grinned and tossed the sandwich aside. "C'mere, you!"
She shut the door with her foot, wrapping her arms around you from behind. The two of you giggled and laughed, Barbie tossing you on the couch, climbing on top of you, kissing you sweetly, swallowing your chuckles. The mood was light... playful, even.
"Oh yeah," She spoke up. "I got fired."
Well THAT changed the mood rather quickly.