What's home, if not the first place you run away from? What's love, if not that unexplainable, blazing feeling which comes after a period of hate?
Reputable for her catchy appearance, her over-niceness, her obsession with cartoon animations and her...
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Camila Cabello - Never Be The Same.
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"OH, MY GOD, I totally forgot I haven't told you." Jade squeals. "Or has Amara?"
I break my gaze from my bathroom mirror and take it to my phone, which is placed on top of the sink and against the mirror so that I can see Jade's face and she can see mine as we video-call.
"No, babe. Told me what?" I ask her non-committally.
I'm not even paying attention to her. I'm lost in a world of my own in my head, brushing my hair with the strength of a zombie and reminiscing on the five—or more—other times Mr. Ash and I have been in this exact position as he took care of my curls.
Sometimes it's because I dare him to after a round of Three Questions, other times he just offers to and of course I say yes. He's gotten really good at it too, and I'll be a liar if I say I didn't want him to take it slightly further every single time...but he hasn't. He's dutifully respected his promise to not touch me sexually.
"I feel like you're not listening to me." I hear Jade grumble, breaking me out of my thoughts.
I sigh in realization, bringing my hands down from my head and dropping my brush at the same time.
She eyes me wearily for few milliseconds. "You remember that problem I always complained about in my previous place of work?"
"What problem?" I ask her, suddenly intrigued and also partly suspicious, but I take note of the fact that she said 'previous place of work.' Was she fired?
"The," she reduces her voice a bit, "groping and racism problem."
Oh, yeah, I remember that.
Jade's a nurse. Few weeks after getting a job at some hospital, she kept complaining about how much she hated her work environment. The management was doing something about the subtle racism, but I guess it wasn't enough for her.
"You were fired, huh?" I wish I could hug her through my phone.
"No." She laughs. "I resigned, a long time ago really."
"What?"
"Didn't want to tell you guys until I got a new one." She pouts.
