Simone
“Oh, my God, you suck at telling stories," Mandy complained as I retold the story for the tenth time that night.
The event had officially ended over an hour ago, but apparently, it was a tradition for all the agents from Owens Group to stay after an event like this for a social hour. Frankly, I was exhausted, and my feet hurt. All I wanted was to take a hot bubble bath and freak out over the events of the night by myself. These girls were not going to let me off that easily, though.
“Okay, so he and his bitchy girlfriend were arguing in the kitchen," Mandy said.
The girls “oohed" and “ahhed" as if they hadn't already heard this. Half of them had witnessed it. I did notice with some interest, though, that Crystal had kept her mouth shut.
“So they're fighting and yelling, and Nic
