I WANT TO DIE. Those were the first words that popped into my head when Natalia came into my room and asked me how I was feeling. First, a total jerk rear ended me and then claimed that he didn’t do it on purpose but with the look he had in eyes, he definitely did it on purpose. Second, a crazy lady spilled her coffee on me and then tried to say that it was my fault and that she was going to sue me.
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