Kitchen Fight
Shouts and clattering echoed through the hallway, each noise louder than the last. Katie’s brows knitted in confusion as she and Madam Ellene quickened their pace. The tension thickened with every step, voices overlapping—angry, exasperated, and utterly chaotic. “What in the world…” Katie murmured, glancing at Madam Ellene, whose face was already a mask of irritation. The closer they got, the clearer the words became. “You think you can just boss everyone around, Rihanna?” Irie’s voice pierced through the air, sharp and accusing. “Oh please,” Rihanna shot back, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “If I didn’t take charge, this kitchen would be in flames by now.” Someone gasped. Another voice—a third woman—yelped, “Can you both stop? This isn’t helping!” Katie reached for the kitchen door
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