***Note from the author: this is not a paranormal story and it’s not really a true parody, just a bit of cheeky fun at the expense of a green mermaid coffee chain. Just go with it, I promise you’ll have a good time.***
“Fucking bitch!” I yelled and threw my handbag onto the table, then watched it slide across its shiny surface. It ended up falling off the far end, right at Mandy’s perfectly pedicured feet. She was wearing her open-toe red pumps again, the ones that made her tower over most men. It occurred to me that she’d make a fantastic Dominatrix, at least looks-wise.
“Someone’s in a pissy mood,” she mumbled and I glared at her. I was so not in the mood.
“So what? Got a problem with me, take it up with my brother.”
“Sheesh, girl! Chill. I’m not looking for a cat fight. Just better hurry and at least put your apron on before Adrian sees you’re late again.”
“My brother can go fuck himself. Today’s going to be shit, I can just tell.”