melt-down.
WHEN: dec 5; 13:03 WHERE: outside ellingham library WHO: margot + OPEN
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Margot had really had enough of the woman she worked with at the real estate company. She was so close to ripping her a new set of dentures - she was pretty ancient, almost a fossil, so of course, she knew better than everyone else at the company. The blonde had stormed out of the weekly team meeting after Cassandra (she put the ass in that name) had belittled and undermined her for what had been the seventeenth time, just during that particular meeting, and was now pacing around outside the library, desperately trying to cool herself off.
Her cellphone had rung out and she’d answered it, telling her supervisor, who was on the other end of the line to figure out how he was going to deal with the situation before she came back to the office; Margot was of course, flailing her arms around, making a scene for all to see, “Ted, I don’t care how you fix it, you just need to! No,no, that’s not–” She carefully eyed the patrons walking by, not bothering to lower her tone before she called out, “Hey, no! This ain’t a show, you need to keep moving.”
