Rosa ordered everything thrown out. She was too furious to even eat.
Any girl would feel sick being harassed by a bunch of disgusting toads.
After losing some time over the ordeal, she dove back into work that night, only to get a call from Hannah around ten.
Hannah had gone to a class reunion, had a bit too much to drink, and needed Rosa to come pick her up.
When Rosa arrived, Hannah had already gotten into a fight.
Hannah's hair was a mess, and she was shouting, pointing a finger in a man's face.
"Get a mirror! Rosa's a swan, and you're a toad. You've got no right to ask for her number!"
Someone tried to calm Hannah down, but she immediately turned her wrath on him. "Figures! Trash always travels in packs. One toad helping another!"
"What's going on here?" Rosa stepped forward, s
