"...What do you want, Chance?"
"Either you're just normally angry or someone tore you a new asshole."
"The devil slapped me when I talked back to her. I want to throw a chair. At her face."
"...Let's not do that."
"She's not even my mom! All she's good at is ruining my life."
"...We can meet up?"
"Grounded."
"...Bobby doesn't like her."
"Donald doesn't either. She almost took my phone. I fought for it though."
"Why? Can't live without me?"
"No. I need my phone for all the other guys I'm dating. Duh."
"We're dating, huh?"
"Don't look into it."
"I AM SO LOOKING INTO IT."
"STOP IT CHANCE."
"I. BET. YOU'RE. BLUSHING."
"IN YOUR DREAMS, FOOL."
"YOU WANT TO MARRY MOI."
"Shut up."
"You know what happens after a couple gets married? Wink. Wink."
"Did you just...DID YOU JUST-"
"Don't look into it."
"...I see what you did there."
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Anger Management
Short Story❝Good morning. This is Target, how can I help you?❞ ❝Why do I have the sudden urge to kill my family?❞ ❝...Woah...well...shit. Ma'am, I think you dialed the wrong number.❞ ❝No. I dialed correctly. Are you any help?❞ ❝...No sé qué decir a esta chica...
