High Voltage/Ignore Noah
From Create Your Own Story
"And I'm leaving," I replied, picking up what remained of my salad and walking away. I could feel his gaze on my back as I walked towards the trash conveyor.
Why we're all these men so sleazy? Shawn was an asshole, and Noah just ruined my lunch. What the hell! I checked my phone, it was definitely time to head home and get ready for work.
Should I:
