Pretty Girl Tears

Chapter 27

I'm literally the worst person in advance.. don't worry I hate myself too
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"Fallon let go! It's mine I saw it first!"

"No! I saw it first! Besides it's afternoon and I'm thirsty!"

Fallon spat back as her and Sam stood arguing over a bottle of expensive Champaign clogging the space in their bosses office as their grips quickly became loose, the tit for tat argument alerting the younger just outside of the room as she slam into the room with a patronising unamused gaze

"Fallon! Sam! Put my fucking money down!"

She spoke referring to the bottle in question that the pair quickly stood to place on the desk behind the stood sheepishly as Camila scolding my stare on with an evident look of disapproval

"How fucking old are you two, shit? Fighting over a bottle of champagne when you're supposed to be working?"

"He started it!"

Fallon probed shoving her elbow into Sam's ribs subtly causing him to scoff as he storm towards Camila

"No.... she started it!"

"And I'm fucking finishing it! I'm not kidding, Sam there are dresses out there falling apart and Fallon while you're in here fighting over something that doesn't belong to you, one of the models is throwing a tantrum over bra straps! I pay you two way too much to stand and do nothing!"

She scolded as the pair stare down guilty into the floor twirling their feet before a tall lioness like woman strut into the room pausing as she felt the tension immediately hit her unexpectedly, Fallon only looked up when the expensive looking heels fell into view, her eyes rolling over the powerful body before stepping forward confidently

"Is this the bitch complaining about bras?"

"Fallon! This is Dinah, you guys haven't met yet.. she's my assistant!"

Camila explain as the Dinah extend out her palm only to have it rejected by the mousy browns blatant eye roll

"Yeah well, I don't like her!"

"Can't say you're too appealing yourself? My mom did always tell me to be nice to new people but.. she also told me to take out the trash when needs be so.."

Dinah spat back folding her arms heavily as she hand over a stray file into her bosses arms, Fallon simply smiled back widely with a half cocked brow and a lifting hand that sat against her chin as if in sudden awe of the new face

"You know what, I changed my mind, I like your attitude!"

"Yeah, well tone yours down or trash day might come sooner than you think!"

Fallon smiled again slapping her hands against her thighs confusing everyone in the room as she throw her head back with a smiling gasp

"You see that's the kind of flavour I like! Spicy! Hey short skirt maybe you should take notes.."

"How does go and do some fucking work grab you?"