CARLA
She has this look of disgust and anger. I don't remember ever seeing her before so what's her problem?
"I asked you a question. Who are you?" She asked again.
I crossed my arm, "Am I obliged to report to you? I don't think I owe you an explanation bitch."
She frowned, "Oh yes you do. You were coming out of my man's room. I should ask you what you're doing there."
I looked behind me to be sure she's not hallucinating. Her man? Who's her man? And why is the thought suddenly giving me a headache?
"I think you have me mistaken for someone else. You've got the wrong person. I do not know who your man is. Please leave me alone." I tried walking away but she pulled me back.
Okay thks b***h is trying my patience. I'm going to give it to her hard if she doesn't stop this non
