Your Date Is A Psychopath
“Arianna, are you just coming to work by this time?!” hollered their boss, an annoying forty-five-year-old man with a receding hairline.
“Of course not, sir,” Arianna replied busying herself on the counter. Their boss was a strange man and a typical traditionalist. If one looked him in the eyes while he barked orders, he would claim you’re challenging his authority. Either way, if you avoided his gaze as well, he would claim you’re looking down on him.
But then, there’s more than one way to skin a cat, so each of his employees adapted diverse ways to deal with the man’s tantrums which was how they had survived so far. However, to Arianna, if she could survive her uncle and his family of witches, there was nothing on earth she couldn’t survive.
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