“With all her talk you’d think she’d at least’ve put up a fight,” Josie said with a laugh. “And here I was hoping for a scrap, bitch went down like a lead balloon!”
“As if she’d dare to put up a fight. She’d have risked breaking a nail, to be honest.” Rosie snorted. “If she had, bitch had it coming anyway.”
Josie took a sip of her iced coffee, smirking. Rosie always just got her. Everyone deserved a hype-girl like her.
“If the bitch had broken my nails, I’d have broken more than her nose! Serves her right for talking shit about someone else’s business.”
