Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā for the first time, she recognizes him.Ā thereās honestly no telling how many times theyāve passed by one another, how many times their money -- AND WHAT DIFFERENT MONEY IT IS -- has touched the same hand.Ā at the very least, madison has had more than his share from them both.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā she sees plenty of nice suits at tunnel ( only in passing, as they filter into the VIP area with their expensive passes and fistfuls of drink tickets ) and they all blend together the instant they cross her field of view.Ā groups of men, all in the same suit -- šš®š š§šØš š«ššš„š„š² šš”š š¬šš¦š š¬š®š¢šā š§šØš ššššØš«šš¢š§š ššØ šš”šš¢š« š¦šš šš³š¢š§šš¬ -- with the same haircut -- šš®š š§šØš š«ššš„š„š² šš”š š¬šš¦š š”šš¢š«šš®šā š§šØš ššššØš«šš¢š§š ššØ šš”šš¢š« š”š¢š š”-šš§š š¬šš„šØš§š¬ -- barely make an impression.Ā she couldnāt remember their faces if she tried.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā except his.Ā not because he is markedly more handsome than his companions, nor because of whatever measure of charm he must think he possesses.Ā his face is burned into her memory for what she imagines to be his proudest trait:Ā MONEY.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā here, āĀ she mutters as he passes her by, beneath the scope of his own attention until she slips a thin, two-inch bag into his hand.Ā āĀ i donāt like to owe people.Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā itās nowhere close to what he could have gotten for the cash he thrust at madison two weeks ago, just to get her out of his way, but the last thing she needs is some rich creep thinking he has something to hold over her head when heās drunk, bored, and high.
@coldgazeā
