Sep 2, 2016
Effie wasn’t a particularly confrontational person, but her temper was short and lethal. She had entered the coffee shop, and within minutes this woman had almost crashed into her, and had been incredibly rude. “Excuse me? Do you want to try that again? Perhaps a little nicer this time.” She retorted. What was it with rude people coming into her life recently? She was not in the mood to deal with someone else’s. “And next time, you could maybe not almost crash into someone and then blame them. It’s rude.”
Nemesis snorted, recognizing that holier than thou tone immediately. “First of all, you are the one blocking the exit. Second of all, you’re calling me rude? Experiencing a little memory loss, are we?”
