Another day, another hour another minute, another second. It had been a few days since Karina started to scroll on her phone in search of a way to make money. As the young student she was, she needed some way to have money to live properly without bothering too much her parents. She was living with her childhood bestfriend, Giselle, they were like sisters to each other, inseparable.
"Tell me GG, do you know any easy way to make money ?" Karina asked her while she was still scrolling absentmindedly on her phone and playing with a strand of her long black hair.
"Well I do know some, but I don't think you're the kind of person to like it nor do it." Giselle said while cleaning the dirty dishes that was in the sink.
"Tell me anyway." Karina said taking her gaze away from her phone to look at her bestfriend.
"Do you know what a sugar daddy or mommy is ?" Giselle asked while a small blush appeared on her cheeks.
"No but I guess you're gonna tell me what it is ?" Karina said, curiously looking at Giselle at the mention of something new that could bring her money.
"I'll say it's like.. you know pleasing someone older in exchange of money, not like a prostitute but more intimate ? I don't know." She said while looking ashamed of telling this to her bestfriend.
"Like you're in a relationship with them ?" Karina asked while still looking at Giselle with confusion in her look.
"Quite like this." Giselle said returning to cleaning the dishes.
"Any contacts I could text GG ?" Karina said while smiling sweetly at Giselle in hope of succeeding to get the answer she wanted.
"If I give you some, what will you give me in exchange ?" Giselle said while looking over her shoulder, smirking to her bestfriend.
"Well I could use some of that precious money you told me how to get to pay the meal for both of us in one of the fanciest restaurant in town" Karina suggested, giving back the smirk her bestfriend was giving her.
"I can not let this occasion pass. I'm in !" Giselle smiled as she let the leftover of the dishes in the sink to grab her phone and tap some numbers on Karina's one.
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As Karina was standing in front of a (not so tall) flat, she checked her phone for the 9th time since she left the house.
"3pm, in front of the big grey flat next to the library, his name is Seung-Hoon, he has one daughter. Ugh, what kind of old, creepy gross man would pay to sleep and have a woman that can be the same age as his daughter acting like his girlfriend ?" Karina thought to herself while she was glaring with disgust at the small grey flat in front of her before entering it.
"Second floor, number 137" She climbed the stairs then walked for a bit before stopping in front of a dirty white door. "Well, I guess now that I'm here I have no other choices.." Karina knocked on the door before an old man in his mid forties opened it and smiled at her.
"Hello there ! I guess you're Karina ?" The old man said while looking her up and down like she was some piece of meat.
"Yes that's me. You're Seung-Hoon, right ?" Karina asked. The smile that crept on his face earlier kept on growing the more he looked at her.
"How cute of you to have remembered my name. You'll need it." Seung-Hoon said, moving to allow Karina to enter the apartment.While she was looking around to see what the interior looked like, she saw a feminine silhouette on the burgundy red sofa. Karina cleared her throat to give a hint to Seung-Hoon to hurry and tell her who this girl is.
