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Kate considered her own love life. It had been so long since she’d had sex, she worried her hymen might have grown back.
“I swear to God I come to work for a break,” she said. “I get my food made for me. And my coffee. And nobody pulls on my legs or bites my nipples.”
“I don’t bicker,” said Kate. “Matt is wrong a lot of the time and it’s my duty to tell him so.”
Kate drained her glass and prayed for drunkenness.
