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"do you like this house?"

"house? i thought we were looking at apartments, sasha."

"oh shit, my bad. these houses just give me sugar daddy vibes."

"what kind of houses are you fucking looking at?"

"just...never mind."

sasha and i were on facetime as we looked at different places to live in. armin was laying next to me while we were  on the couch. he took a peak over my shoulder at the price of the apartment i was looking at. "goddamn," he winced. "i'm glad you got film directing money." i shot him a glare before looking at my computer. "whatttt? i wanna see." sasha whined. i rolled my eyes and flipped my camera around to show the pricey penthouse.

"oh, goddamn is right."

"guys, be so fucking for real."

"do you see that price? kota, i don't think you're looking at it that hard." armin stated. "i am looking at it, armin. i see the price. it's blaring in big ass red numbers 2 and 6 zeros."

"2 milly?!"

"see? now you get sasha peaked."

"dakota, i cannot let you pay 2 million dollars on a apartment. i will not." she looked at me pointily. i sighed, "it's not an apartment, it's a penthouse. i've been trying to find places to live for days now. this is the only one that has sparked my interest." i defended. this penthouse was nice. no excellent. nice 6 bedrooms, 3 half-baths, 4 full bathrooms, a large ass kitchen, an even bigger living room with a couch pit, reserved parking, upstairs and downstairs, a private jacuzzi and swimming pool, along with a nice ass balcony.

"i don't know..." sasha trailed off. "i'll send you the link so you can actually look a it." i compromised, texting the group chat between armin, niccolo, sasha and i were in.