“Rhiannon, what are you doing here?” Lindita scowled.
I held up the lesson plans. “What do you think I’m doing? I was told by the profs in the education department to send these over to the tutoring center.”
I was only doing by job and it just happened to be at where she worked.
“What’s the matter? Are you being lazy like how you thought I was all this time?” She lowered her voice as she told me off.
Oh, you did not just go there…
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