Poor Debra

Chapter One: Bish, How Old?

Italics are Maelo's voice, like as if a narrator is telling a story and he's talking, asking questions n sh*t <3

This is the story of Debra Francesca Willinson, she is 29 years old and-

Bish, how old?

Fine, she is 39 years old, recently divorced and goes to work in an office everyday where her boss, Donald Trump, orders her around. The sexist rodent puts her in charge of coffee, even though she's worked for him for 12 years. That's not even the worst part, she was promoted to coffee from being Company Door Greeter.

It wasn't so bad for a long time, that's where she met her best friend Jessica. Jessica is actually 29 years old, probably why she got a much better position than Debra. She's pretty, peppy, fake.

But as noted, Debra recently went through a divorce. Benjamin left Debra for Jessica, making her a now ex-best friend. Inevitably bringing in her Midlife Crisis.

"Hey Debra! Your... wig isn't covering everything." Jessica greets politely as possible. Debra reaches to her obvious wig and pats it down.

"What wig? Jessica, why don't you just stay out everyone's business?" Debra looks to other employees for back up. They stare at her with accusing looks and judgement.

"No-nobody likes you!" She huffs in defeat.

"Your ex-husband seemed to last night." The office 'oh's like children.

"Fuck you and your impliggies." Debra immaturely fights back.

"My what?" Her hand grasps her chest ironically. Debra pushes her sunglasses down dramatically, looking Jessica up and down.

"Your silicone boobs, honey." Her glasses go back up her nose.

"Debra! Jessica! Back to work!" Donald struts in the office. Jessica smirks before bringing on fake tears.

"De-Debra, she was making f-fun of me." She cries, covering her face and making ugly sobbing voices. Donald looks at both girls.

Daaayyuummm, Jessica's a bitch. (B-I-T-C-H, B-I-T-C-H)

"Debra, I think it's time you take a small vacation. One week. No pay." She sighs loudly, "accidentally" knocking over some coffee cups and exits the building. 

She'll just go to her parents place. This job is stupid anyways.

[Lengthy discussion of what's to happen in the future.]

Nothing bad can happen at her parents.