a couple days later.....
yn august
i sat in my office, tapping my pen. one of my clients, Michelle, was talking about wanting an all red wedding called bloody sensation. honestly, that's all I heard. I literally zoned out and I refuse to zone back in and be completely lost.
"mrs. august!" she whined. "did you hear me? everyone who's invited have to have on all red."
i looked at her, then grabbed her paperwork and started scanning through. "your husband, malcolm right?"
she nodded.
i looked at her. "he gangbangs?"
her face started to redden, she didn't say anything.
i sighed deeply. "im sorry Michelle but any gang or drug related weddings are against my company's rule for me to arrange." i put her paperwork back in a folder. "if you don't want to change the idea you're better off go
