As you walk down the stairs, you could see the anger on her face. She cussed into the phone, without taking a moment to breathe. The poor soul on the other end. “What Monday? This guy should get his fat fucking trucker ass here to move his fucking truck NOW! What? Hold up, you little shit... Hello? HELLO?”, she said. As you got closer, she stared daggers at you. “What the fuck, do you want now? Don’t you see I got bigger problems.”, she barked at you immediately. “What’s the matter?”, you asked innocently. “Don’t you see it, dipshit, there is fucking trucked parked in my parking spots!”, she answered. You look over the wall, and there were indeed parking spots that belong to the apartments, currently in use by said truck. With a smirk on your face, turn to Andrea. She looked quite puzzled, and then angry. “You think that’s funny? Asshole.”, she yelled.
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