Bar

The city of Bunga is suddenly teeming with life. The high skyscrapers above her enthralled Rachel, so she didn’t notice the middle-aged women coming her way. She was holding a tote bag full of groceries, with a piece of French bread protruding from it. She was so engrossed in her phone conversation that she didn't see her as well and accidently bumped into her shoulder.

She almost drops the groceries, but Rachel has quick reflexes and catches the tote before its contents could roll down the road.

“Hey, watch out!” She sneered at her.

With wide eyes, Rachel bowed and apologized to the woman.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry!” person with whom she was speaking on the phone. She even overheard some of their conversation as she walked past her.

“There’s some dumb bitch who bump into me. Goodness, Robert! The sun is already out, and yet you are still in bed? How was Cassy?”

Rachel frowns as she glances at the woman after being branded a bitch. She wanted to chase the woman down and make her apolo