you entered the party, trying to make sure nessa didn't see you right away. you knew you fucked her over but it was her birthday. you didn't cheat or steal from her, you just kept selling drugs, making it a bad environment for the girl.
you stood at the counter, her gift in her hand and a beer in the other. she saw the birthday girl storming toward her, "why are you here?"
"i couldn't miss my girls' party."
nessa looked at the ground, "don't do that sad pout. you thought i wouldn't come, didn't you?"
"i dont care about you."
you smile, handing her the gift. "it's something you've been wanting and 2500 dollars. maybe that'll earn the girlfriend title back?" she asked, "no! but thank you!"
"it's me or your... dirty job."
"you. i'm picking you."
"good, because i fucking missed you."