"She thought Becca was one of your women?", Ronald laughed along with the others when I narrated the reason for my foul mood. I threw Roanld a dirty glare, with the way he mentioned 'women'.
I wouldn't say 'women' like I have a whole lot of them 'servicing' me at my pleasure or being at my beck and call. Besides, that was a long gone habit!
When they got tired of the irritable and sour mood I had been exhibiting during the game, they had to 'help' me do something about it according to Reese and the only way they can do something about it was if I shared the cause with them. A problem shared is a problem half solved kinda thing.
Since they are usually my 'go to' people, mostly about work related issue, who would have thought I would share my love life issue with them. Thanks to Serena fucking Campbell, that stubborn minx!
