Tobias
“Who the hell does she think she is to hang up on me?” I say in frustration as I place the phone on the desk and push my chair back standing up.
“Why did she hang up?” Abel who is seated across from me asks and I don’t even know if I should tell him because it sounds stupid.
Like how was I supposed to know she was lactose intolerant and order chocolates without dairy in them? Just because I did a background check on her, it doesn’t mean I am supposed to know even the tiniest details.
“Apparently, she is lactose intolerant and the chocolates I sent her have dairy,” I tell him and he bursts out laughing.
None of this is funny.
He was the one that told me to have apology chocolates and flowers sent to her for last night, I wasn’t down for the idea, but ideally, in Abel’s book of
