Who Is Sychophatic

We are sycophantic T12 said, scooting closer. Bazlit had as much in common with him as an aunt and mouse. Annoyed she was that his hip touched hers. Looks like you have found your love match her friend Sam said. She was so angry, she could barely speak. Exercise had been suggested by this eager enthusiastic team leader. Possibly enthusiastic about her paycheck as she was a consultant. The employees were instructed to find commonality, so their company could run more smoothly. I had no idea you two were an item, Patty, the gossip monger said. Bazlit wanted to slap the smirk off both of their faces. T12 followed her all day, finishing her sentences. Incorrectly, of course. But in a smug, all knowing way. He really is a total ass, she said to Sam. How did you like your match up? Miss Knows-Everything stuck to me like a sticky trap, he replied. Very enjoyable. Bazlit looked at his eyes and they began to laugh. “It is terrific that you now know who you sycophantic with,” their fake enthusiastic leader said. By now they were clutching each other, howling.