The man read over the bill he received in the mail and saw red. He didn’t understand any of the legal nonsense in the letter, but he wouldn’t pay anyone a dime.
He was going to give this FeyCo a piece of his mind. He angrily punched in the customer service number.
“Good morning, this is Blossom,” A sweet, practiced soprano said. “May I have your name please?”
“Yeah, this is Douglas Jones-“
“Thank you.”
A few minutes later, the fairy disconnected the call and made a little mark in her book.
“Lord,” she chuckled. “What fools these mortals be.”

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