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Shrinking in a kitchen you work at. Don't like it, don't read it. Beeyotch.
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Chapter #3

....like a woman scourned

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Randy was the food service director at Haven, and was well-known(but not officially) to be a bit of a womaniser. He had, allegedly(and he wasn't talking), slept with multiple women at the facility, and had been rumored to even try and get his own female employees into bed. He wouldn't exactly put it that way, but he'd suggested to Ashley...she was a looker. He was only thirty, and she was legal...but these rumors wouldn't look good to his now ex-wife, who might take his two children from him.

He was an attractive man, standing at 6'2" and being in excellent shape...but no one knew offically just how much of a scum bag he was. No one, except his ex-wife, Sarah.

He was getting ready to leave, when his phone rang. He picked it up. "Hi, this is Randy."

"You son of a bitch."

"Sarah?" He asked.

"You bastard...I know about you and your little trollops at work. I hope you can feel what this does to me, you son of a bitch. How you make me feel so small and unimportant. I was never good enough, you bastard."

"Sarah, please..." the phone went dead.

"Oh, fuck." He said to himself. He got up and grabbed his keys, determined to go over there and talk to her. He could lose his kids, the only thing he cared about. He rushed to his door, but suddenly doubled over in pain. "Argh...must be those pills I popped earlier..." He said, and spots flashed before his eyes. When his vision cleared, he was staring at the crack under his closed door. "Oh my god..." He said, "What were those pills?" He then saw his doorknob turn, and the door open slowly.

"RANDY...? MUST HAVE GONE HOME ALREADY..." Randy was shocked when she stepped in...

You have the following choices:

1. Erica wants to nap in his office between shifts

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2. Shelly needs to talk to him about paychecks

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