Nova paced about his office, his phone to his ear.
“Pick up the f*****g phone, b***h” Nova cursed as he sat back down angrily on his chair, his head a total mess.
After a couple of rings, Mira picked up the phone and Nova almost yelled down the phone
“Where the f**k were you?!” He said on the phone.
Mira let him rant and when all she heard was his harsh breathing, she spoke up
“Now that you're done with your psychotic trance, explain why the hell you're spitting fire,” She said nonchalantly.
Nova ran a hand through his hair, his hand trembling slightly as he did so.
“The problem Mira, is you. Why the f**k is this not working?! You had a job. Keep Dave away from her. Get him obsessed with you and what happened?... he's still freaking after her!” Nova yelled down the phone, his eyes
