equally petite redhead.
"So you're the woman who thinks she's going to take Eric from me?" the brunette asked.
Amy turned around, realizing Kali was probably still in one of the stalls. She figured she should probably point out the obvious. "Umm, I didn’t know you were part of the equation in me and Eric’s relationship until tonight. Besides, I heard you stepped out on him so if you don't have him anymore it's your own fault."
Emily took a step toward her. "I don't think you understand me. You need to step off. I don't want to see you here with him again."
A surge of anger ran through her. "I don’t think you have any say in the matter. Maybe you ’ re the one who needs to step off."
"How old are you? Like barely twenty-one?" the redhead chimed in.
"Why, jealous?" Amy smirked.
That's when Emily's small fist connected with Amy's jaw. It didn't hurt at first. Not until she regained her bearings did it begin to sting. "I can't believe you just hit me. Seriously bitch?"
Amy realized then that Kali had emerged from one of the stalls and was watching in disbelief. "As an off duty dungeon monitor I'm obligated to report this incident to the management. You do realize what this means, Emily?"
"She started it." Emily was visibly nervous.
"I was here the whole time and I heard every word. She didn't start anything. You started it." Kali started toward the door.
"Mistress Kali, no, wait, please..." Emily started.
Kali ignored Emily and stood half in and half out of the ladies room door. "I've got an unruly sub in here who hit another one," she was saying to someone just outside the door.
Emily turned toward Amy and took a step forward. "This is all your fault."
Amy took a step back, not believing the audacity of the woman. "Maybe you need to learn to take responsibility for yourself. This is no more my fault than it is that Eric no longer wants to have anything to do with you," Amy said, cupping her jaw with her right hand. Great, now she was going to have a bruise. That was going to be fun explaining to her uptight parents. She could hear the conversation now.
With a wave of her hand, Kali motioned Emily toward the door. "Master Bruce will escort you into the admin office and they'll decide if your club days are over, or if you're put on probation."
With one backward glare at Amy, Emily and her red-headed friend stomped out of the restroom leaving Amy and Kali looking at each other. "Get me an ice compress, I'll take care of Amy," Kali told whomever was outside the door.
Amy looked into the mirror. It was only a little red and the sting was slight.
Kali came up next to her and took her chin in her hand, tipping her head to where she could see her jaw and cheek better. "You may get lucky and it might not bruise, but a cold compress all the same. I can't believe that girl actually hit you."
Amy nodded. Maybe Kali wasn't so bad after all. Just a bit eccentric. "My luck I'd go out on a date with a guy who has a psycho ex."
“I wouldn’t necessarily call her psycho, just very damaged,” Kali said.
There was a knock on the restroom door. With a flourish, Kali answered it, retrieving an ice pack from the male hand belonging to whoever was out there. She brought it over to Amy. “Put this on your jaw.”
Amy looked at herself in the mirror again. She was going to have to fix her makeup – again. She noticed Kali regarding her.
“So how do you like working at the
"So you're the woman who thinks she's going to take Eric from me?" the brunette asked.
Amy turned around, realizing Kali was probably still in one of the stalls. She figured she should probably point out the obvious. "Umm, I didn’t know you were part of the equation in me and Eric’s relationship until tonight. Besides, I heard you stepped out on him so if you don't have him anymore it's your own fault."
Emily took a step toward her. "I don't think you understand me. You need to step off. I don't want to see you here with him again."
A surge of anger ran through her. "I don’t think you have any say in the matter. Maybe you ’ re the one who needs to step off."
"How old are you? Like barely twenty-one?" the redhead chimed in.
"Why, jealous?" Amy smirked.
That's when Emily's small fist connected with Amy's jaw. It didn't hurt at first. Not until she regained her bearings did it begin to sting. "I can't believe you just hit me. Seriously bitch?"
Amy realized then that Kali had emerged from one of the stalls and was watching in disbelief. "As an off duty dungeon monitor I'm obligated to report this incident to the management. You do realize what this means, Emily?"
"She started it." Emily was visibly nervous.
"I was here the whole time and I heard every word. She didn't start anything. You started it." Kali started toward the door.
"Mistress Kali, no, wait, please..." Emily started.
Kali ignored Emily and stood half in and half out of the ladies room door. "I've got an unruly sub in here who hit another one," she was saying to someone just outside the door.
Emily turned toward Amy and took a step forward. "This is all your fault."
Amy took a step back, not believing the audacity of the woman. "Maybe you need to learn to take responsibility for yourself. This is no more my fault than it is that Eric no longer wants to have anything to do with you," Amy said, cupping her jaw with her right hand. Great, now she was going to have a bruise. That was going to be fun explaining to her uptight parents. She could hear the conversation now.
With a wave of her hand, Kali motioned Emily toward the door. "Master Bruce will escort you into the admin office and they'll decide if your club days are over, or if you're put on probation."
With one backward glare at Amy, Emily and her red-headed friend stomped out of the restroom leaving Amy and Kali looking at each other. "Get me an ice compress, I'll take care of Amy," Kali told whomever was outside the door.
Amy looked into the mirror. It was only a little red and the sting was slight.
Kali came up next to her and took her chin in her hand, tipping her head to where she could see her jaw and cheek better. "You may get lucky and it might not bruise, but a cold compress all the same. I can't believe that girl actually hit you."
Amy nodded. Maybe Kali wasn't so bad after all. Just a bit eccentric. "My luck I'd go out on a date with a guy who has a psycho ex."
“I wouldn’t necessarily call her psycho, just very damaged,” Kali said.
There was a knock on the restroom door. With a flourish, Kali answered it, retrieving an ice pack from the male hand belonging to whoever was out there. She brought it over to Amy. “Put this on your jaw.”
Amy looked at herself in the mirror again. She was going to have to fix her makeup – again. She noticed Kali regarding her.
“So how do you like working at the
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