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Rosa Julian was good with people, knew how to read them, how to manipulate them, how to trap them and make money off them. It was the cruel way of her chosen field of work, and one way to get through those people, was technology.
She never claimed to be a tech genius, unlike a special someone she was forced to live with. However, her proud and stubborn nature prevented her from admitting to her mistakes. Especially, when Tej and Roman would jump at the opportunity to tease and mock her.
"Girl, you keep messing up." Tej sighed, snatching the tablet out of her hands.
She would've reached for it, just out of spite, but she resorted to kicking his shin as he was walking away from her. "Ay, what the hell?" He exclaimed, over dramatically, spinning around to her face her.
Rosa glared. "I don't make mistakes, cuzão." Asshole.
Tej scoffed. "Wow, you got a bigger head than Roman."
"Hey!" Roman complained, looking up at the two. "Leave me outta your little lover spat." He motioned between them.
Rosa rolled her eyes at their childishness. "Whatever, idiotas." She brushed them off, going back to her computer, to pull up the interior design of the palm scanner, she'd downloaded. "Quit bitching like a lil girl."
