“My chair wasn't like that before I left.”
Vania looks at me and I shrug as I sip my own cup of cappuccino.I never thought I would end up doing this, but I feel angry, disappointed, desperate, betrayed, I never thought she could play me like this, I never did anything to her at all. What kind of connection is she supposed to have with Black's ex-wife? I swear I'll get to the last consequences of whatever's going on.
"I hope you don't mind," I say, pointing to my cup, "I pulled an envelope of powdered cappuccino out of your pen. You got more food than pens in there.”
She looks at me, offended. Blame this...person, I now have a stain on my college record and it may put absolutely everything in my professional life at risk.
And what bothers me the most is that the disagreement is made.
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