"You bitch!" exclaimed Gladys while pushing Rissa's shoulder. "Don't you have eyes?!"
Rissa looked hysterically at Gladys's tosca dress which seemed expensive. The front of her chest was also stained with coca-cola. It's odd. Why is Gladys carrying bottles of coca-cola down the toilet? The annoying woman threw the coca-cola bottle into the trash so violently that the remaining it splattered on the floor.
"You bumped into me first," said Rissa, trying to be as polite as possible.
"What?" Gladys raised her voice. "Are you blind?! You did it first!"
Rissa looked at her in disgust. She went back to the washbasin and soaked her coke-stained dress. A sticky and cold feeling clung to her stomach. It's disgusting.
"Hey!"
Gladys pulled her shoulders until Rissa turned to face her. Gladys was a few inches shorter than him. Rissa lifted her chin and looked down at her.
