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... Shelley Technologies, her Louboutin stilettos clipping sharply against the polished marble floors. As usual, her employees scattered out of her warpath, intimidated by the flare of her nostril and piercing glare behind her cat-eye glasses. She barely registered their presence, lost in irritated thoughts.
It was February 14th - the one day of the year Rose truly despised. Everywhere she turned today, co-workers giggled and blushed over roses delivered to their desks or made cow-eyes at on ...
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