Refusing
“No I won’t,” he bluntly replied, his tone condescending and authoritative. Karina stood frozen in her tracks, while a roar of laughter from the governor’s group echoed throughout the busy bar.
They all looked at Karina, giggling at her. Karina could feel her face go as red as a tomato. She knew that wearing a mask was mandatory. And the governor shouldn’t even be here. But what was she going to do about it?