“You shouldn’t have fired Kylie,” I told him coldly. “She’d appreciate your evasiveness and peach emojis more than I ever could.” “She’s a manipulative bitch. And I didn’t like the way she was talking to you.” “Please,” I scoffed, turning away from him. “What she said was less insulting than what you’ve said to me.” “You want me to apologize for that too?” I spun to face him. “I want you to let me go!”
