Inessa read's the letter. Perplexed at who could have sent it, but by reading the place to meet the person who sent the letter, Inessa scowled at the thought of possibly going back there.
She sighs, tearing the letter up then tossing it in the trash can next to her desk. Â
"Fuck it. Ill go hear her out, but im not doing a damn thing she says anymore unless I want to do it. Tired of being bossed around. . ." She mumbles to herself.
She sighs, tearing the letter up then tossing it in the trash can next to her desk. Â
"Fuck it. Ill go hear her out, but im not doing a damn thing she says anymore unless I want to do it. Tired of being bossed around. . ." She mumbles to herself.
