TRICKED

The last thing Henry wanted to do with his evening was shop for sanitary pads. He stood outside the shopping mall, his legs unable to move. The nerve of her to send him on an errand like this. He was the Vice President of Maga Tech for goodness sake, this was preposterous!

Henry huffed and turned around to leave but stopped in his tracks again. If he left now, that would mean he drove all the way to the mall for nothing and wasted his time.

Groaning in frustration, he headed back into the mall and searched his pockets for a nose mask. His company was famous and so was he. Henry could not afford getting recognized by someone while he was buying sanitary pads. How would he explain himself to his dad if he ended up on gossip blogs?

All this was because of that annoying thing in his house. His plan was to frustrate her, but why was it looking like he was being the one frustrated instead? Pulling out his nose mask angrily, Henry wore it over his face and adjusted the cap on his head.

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