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What If – Chapter 13
Shane: I am hot not in heat, there’s a difference [she says while tugging on her shirt] it’s hotter than a whore house on nickel night in here!
Bette: [suddenly feeling sweat beads appear on her forehead] Yeah, it is kind of warm in here my skin is starting to crawl I swear I hate this place!
Shane: [tired of her complaining] Hey, well if you hate this place so much then stop speeding!
Bette: Looks who’s talking!?
Shane: [defensively] Hey, for the record my ticket wasn’t for speeding.
Bette: Then what was it for?
Shane: [shrugging her shoulders] Uh, you know it was for something else.
Bette: Like what?
Shane: I rather not—— [she says pausing hoping to avoid the question] can we talk about something else.
Bette: Ab-solute-ly fucking not.
Shane: [holding a finger up to her lips] Bette ssssssshhhh, language!
Bette: Please, this is Los Angeles cursing is a department of motor vehicles requirement.
THEY SHOULD MOVE THIS PLACE TO ELM STREET BECAUSE IT’S A FUCKING NIGHTMARE! [an angry voice yells out]
Bette: [pointing proving her point] See!?
Customer Service Lady: NEXT!
Bette: Now, stop stalling and answer the question.
Shane: I rather not.
Bette: [stares at her then shakes her head]
Shane: What was that look for?
Bette: Oh, you know.
Customer Service Lady: Here you go sir [handing him a wait time ticket] we require actual photos so please remember to remove the carpet from your head or there will be hell tou-pee. [she says while giggling at her own joke]
The Man #2: [gives her the finger before walking off]
Customer Service Lady: Last year I was miserable and depressed but this year I turned it all around now I’m depressed and miserable there’s hope for you yet sir……..NEXT!
Bette: That was quick.
Shane: [holding up her fist] Be strong.
Bette: [in a dry tone] Thanks.
Shane: I was talking to my wifi signal. [she says looking down at her phone]
Bette: [rolled her eyes]
Customer Service Lady: NEXT!
Bette: [standing at the desk agitated] You don’t have to yell I’m standing right here.
Customer Service Lady: Well…well…well, aren’t you a live one. [she says looking up from her desk in a condescending tone]
Bette: [in a stern tone] Just hand me a wait time number so I can be on my way.
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SkunkPU80 says
Hope everyone has a fun and safe Halloween!
Bibi28 says
Hey SKUNKPU80,
This chapter was worth the long waiting.
It was very funny, had to laugh about Bette and Shane.
I hope you will not break up my favourite couple B&T, they need to talk and then a long sweaty make up session ????
I hope you have a safe and great Halloween.
Sincerly bibi28