▸ f i v e ◂

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She's standing at the back of the building, enjoying a white chocolate and raspberry muffin, when she notices two girls walking by, too caught up in their conversation to realise someone else is present.
She lets a smile take over her lips, shaking her head as she involuntarily tunes into their talk. She knows she's not the kind of person that stands up in a crowd —or on her own, really—, even if sometimes she would love to be, and she thinks it's funny.
Because of that, she always has anecdotes about customers and random people that she meets to tell her friends. Not that she has many, but still.

She takes a little bite of her treat, sitting down on the cafeteria's back steps as she keeps her ears open, waiting for one of the girls, the tall one with blonde, super straight and shiny hair, to get on with her story about the date she had a couple of days prior.
Her friend's nodding, chuckling lightly, showing off the two dimples that frame her pretty, rose cheeked, face. "So, what did you do?" she asks, turning her head slightly. "Where did he take you?"

"Oh, you won't believe it" blondie answers, letting her fingers comb through her long hair. "He was so fucking loaded. Like— you know those movies where the girl meets a man that has his own company and stuff like that?" she questions, not even waiting for her friend to speak. "Well, it was just like that. You know we met on Secret Benefit, the app I told you about a few weeks back, right?"

What's this Secret Benefit app? Rose thinks, swallowing another piece of her muffin, looking at her shoes. The name's funny.

The brunette friend —because of course, the other is a brunette— nods. "Yeah, I do remember, even if I still don't get what's different between that app and Tinder" she chuckles, putting her hands inside her coat's pockets.

"Well, it's not that different, honestly. But I guess it depends who you match with and what you're actually looking for" the blonde girls says, shrugging. "For example, Robert —that's the name of the man— was looking for someone to accompany him to a couple of work events. He already asked me if I want to join him for next month's dinner with his bosses" she tells, giggling. "And he's willing to pay for my time and the clothes I'll wear and stuff" she adds with another shrug. "And of course he paid for dinner the other day. He took me to that fancy restaurant near one of the Hilton's hotels and he took care of the bill and literally everything. He even sent me an outfit and some money for me, just because"

"Damn, that's... wow" the friend answers, nodding to herself. "I'm sure he can afford it and stuff, but that's a lot"

Sounds like a dream, honestly, Rose thinks, once again. I wish I could have someone take care of me like that.

And that's when it clicks.
Rose takes out her phone and unlocks it, quickly opening a Google Chrome's tab and typing Secret Benefit onto the search bar.

It's worth a try.

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