Chapter 11

• “Sir. Excuse me, where are you planning to get gas? You are occupying a parking space meant for customers only. I am sorry, but if you are not getting gas or buying anything from the store, I am going to have to ask you to leave.” The cute gas station attendant snapped at me in an annoyed tone.
• I muttered profanities under my breath and then schooled my features and plastered a fake ass smile on my face, then flashed it at him.
• “I am sorry. I needed to call someone and ask what the person would like me to get at the gas station again. I had forgotten what they asked for earlier. I was going to get gas too. I hope I did not cause you too much trouble. Did I mate?” I replied, trying not to sound like the fucking mess I was.