LEILA
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“Don’t touch me, I have no business here”
The voice becomes louder as someone is thrown into my room, I jumped off my bed trying to hide my phone
Might be a threat
This whole situation felt like one giant messed up game.
This time it was a different woman, she reminded me of Tracy making me feel like a trapped bird.
I pretended I hadn’t seen her shoved in, focusing on my phone, but I could feel her presence behind me.
I glanced at my phone screen again, catching her reflection “this place looks disgusting, was this even cleaned?” Her voice dripping with disdain.
I turn to face her.
Blonde.
I told my eye, for some reason the bitchy attitude seemed to gravitate towards the blondes and redheads.
No idea why that was a thing in my head.
She proposed a smile whi
