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156: Panic Attack

SCARLETT

I’d just pushed the flusher when I heard the main restroom door open.

As soon as I stepped out and saw that it was Ashley that had entered, she bolted the behind me and my forehead creased in confusion as I headed towards the sink. I could tell that she was angry from the way her heels clacked wickedly as she walked, but I knew I wasn't the object of her anger because I hadn't seen her since Logan’s episode over a week ago.

“What’s the problem, Ashley?” I asked as I turned on the faucet to wash my hands, “You look upset,” I added in a worried tone.

“Shut your fucking pretentious trap!” she said in a hostile manner that made me freeze while the water continued to run down my hands.

I couldn't believe that she was referring to me, and I slowly had to turn to face her to be sure she knew who she was speaking to, but judging from the hateful look on her face, she knew and didn't give a fuck.

“What did you just say to me? That's uncalled for,” I dried my hands, getting irritated b
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