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receiving a text to go out and have drinks with a couple of friends from work, the girl cheerfully skipped out of her apartment building. hearing loud yelling of what seemed to be a familiar voice she stopped and decided to listen from afar to see if she knew who it was. once the woman abruptly ended the phone call naomi knew exactly who she was. her eyes lit up before walking over to her, “now, the only thing garbage about you is how your allowing yourself to be hurt by this, you know i got you always, you don’t need your fathers money.” she smirked. naomi was always one to lend a helping hand to her friends, knowing that they will do the same for her. “now, what did you need?” she asked.
marisol was embarrassed. she didn’t have much money but she lived her life as though she had an endless budget on daddy’s credit cards. it just wasn’t true. as soon as naomi offered her some of her own money, the brunette’s eyes shot down. “no no no, it’s fine, I’ll just take an extra shift this week and I won’t have my friday night after the bar chinese food binge” she replied, acting as though it was no big deal. “I’m just a brat, you know, always need that extra something. thanks though, noms. if I ever need that extra bit to keep me going, I’ll be sure to keep your phone number in my back pocket” she replied, offering the other girl a reassuring smile.
