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Louise whilst throwing her work uniform out her window: FUCK THIS I’M FUCKING TIRED.

Louise then fell asleep without having to worry about going to work in the morning. There were other ways to make money.

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She was also in desperate need of a bath. She had muscles in need of relaxing, and a body in need of cleansing.

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This is the hungriest Louise has ever been. She wanted her grandmother’s empanadas, but the only things she had was many cans of beans. That would have to do.

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Just got back from work-

Louise: I am tired. I am hungry. I need a bath. I do not like my job.

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Louise: God, I was such an asshole to her and then completely switched my mood?? She probably thinks I’m bipolar..which is a possibility… She got so sad…did I do something? She seemed fine before I got up to leave..

This painting fucking sucks.

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I didn’t want to leave her, but she was right, I had to go home.

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Louise: Hey, why so sad?

Julie: Um, don’t worry about it okay? You have work this morning, right? You should go home.

Louise: Right.. I’ll see you around then.

Julie: See ya..

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They talked until sunrise.

Julie reminded Louise of someone, but she couldn’t quite figure out who. It was something in Julie’s eyes that was so familiar.

Something in those beautiful eyes that made Louise’s chest feel heavy.

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Louise: Thank you so much for letting me get that out. I’ve needed to talk to someone for a long time now.

Julie: Of course! No problem at all.

Louise gave a tiny smile and let out a soft sigh.

Julie: Hey! Here’s my number.

Louise scrunched her eyebrows together and looked at the tiny piece of paper she held in her hand.

Julie: So we can keep in touch!

Louise smiled, and stared at the piece of paper.

Louise: …Wait, you don’t have a pen or paper with you. Where’d you get this??

Julie: Haha..err, I promise it’s not fake..I just don’t know how to explain.

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Louise desperately needed to let it all out, and Julie was offering to take it all in. Why would she refuse?

Louise: Okay, SO..

Julie smiled. She finally got the lonely girl to talk. Louise told her a lot, but didn’t let her know anything about her past life. Only things they talked about were how she had nightmares, and how she really needed a job because she had little food. She left out the fact that she felt so guilty and the thought of her little sister being alone tortured her. She left out the part where she broke into her grandparents’ home and stole 10,000 dollars. She left out the beatings, and the scars, and the crying. Because why would she need to know? It was none of her business.