"Hello?" I answered the call.
"Hey, it's me. Pepper," I heard Pepper's voice from the other end. "What's up? What's going on?" Her voice was on the verge of excitement, and it only served to intensify my growing frustration. "SO, tell me, did you put that medicine in that b***h's food? Did you make her consume it? What was her reaction? Please tell me in detail abo–"
"For the f**k's sake, Pepper," I interrupted, my voice heavy with both despair and anger. I had always chalked up her selfishness to mere exuberance, but today was different. I longed for her to grasp my pain without me having to spell it out. I wanted her to empathize with me, but instead, she continued to talk as if I were her personal messenger.
"What? Becca? Is it you, or did I dial the wrong number?" She began to ask b
