You've Gotta Help Me Doc.
I'll Give You Something To Be Sore About
Maggie's POV"Great! I'll come meet him out there!"
She usually never was this excited.
He grinned like the joker, acting as if nothing happened.
That asshole.
She finally came out of her office.
"Hey there, Andrew!"
He nodded in response, still glancing at me every once in a while.
"Maggie, where were you last night?" She whispered.
"Andy, why don't you go back to my office."
I slowly took another sip of my tea.
He leaned in to my ear.
"Keep drinking that tea, Bitch, I'll give you something to be sore about."
He just walked away.
Silently walked away.
She usually never was this excited.
He grinned like the joker, acting as if nothing happened.
That asshole.
She finally came out of her office.
"Hey there, Andrew!"
He nodded in response, still glancing at me every once in a while.
"Maggie, where were you last night?" She whispered.
"Andy, why don't you go back to my office."
I slowly took another sip of my tea.
He leaned in to my ear.
"Keep drinking that tea, Bitch, I'll give you something to be sore about."
He just walked away.
Silently walked away.
Dissociative identity disorder? (Multiple personalities.)
4/23/15