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Grant looked at the bill and inflated his cheeks before blowing out a long breath. “Wow. This place is so expensive.” I exhaled a silent sigh. The bill was $150. If we had gone out numerous times a month and he paid for dinner

“Oh, God, yes, right there,” I said, facing the bathroom wall before my face scraped it again. Jesus. I don’t even know his name. Ugh, who cares? It’s just for a few minutes to bang all the frustration out of me. It’s been a hell of a year

Most people use Sundays to relax, but I feel it’s the best day to hit the gym. It’s empty, so there are no meatheads flexing their muscles and bimbos taking pictures of their asses in the mirror. What could be better than that?

My bus arrived in Cape Town on time, but the new landlord hadn’t. That made me even more nervous after he hadn’t answered my call an hour earlier. He told me to call him before I arrived so that he could fetch me at the station.

I hated working late. It’s already happened several times that my boss asked me to double-check the driver-loading times, which I struggled to grasp for quite some time. That meant I had to work late every day for weeks to ensure

Maxine flailed her arms over the six colleagues sitting in front of me to get my attention to send her the Google analytics while my boss blew my eardrum over the phone, demanding I attend to Palion Inc’s account with urgency