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Lola walked into her large New York apartment with her hand full of bags.

"Rosie! Come look at the stuff I got!" Lola yelled in excitement, and quickly ran in front of Rosie as she sat on the couch.

"Again Lola?" Rosie whined siting up straight, examining the designer names, "why are you buying all this stuff? Do you even have the rent money?"

"Of course I have the rent money, you never have faith in me" Lola rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hip.

"It's kinda hard to when you don't have a job yet everyday your spending more and more"Rosie sighed and asked, "Are you a prostitute or something?"

Rosie was starting to get worried, sure she always had rent money on time but she had no job. She had no clue what her friend was doing to get enough money for 20 million clothing items.

"Of course I'm not a prostitute you dumb ass!" Lola huffed, "don't worry how I get money, it's none of your business. Now you just ruined my good mood."

"Of course I worry! Your my best friend! I don't want you to be in any danger. I love you but if your selling drugs that is not ok," Rosie yelled with emotion clear in her voice, "I'm worried about you, you show up with tons of expensive clothes and you don't have a job. I don't want you to blow your life away with what ever your doing. You even dropped out of college!"

"Listen Rosie," Lola dropped her bags and sat on the couch next to her friend, "I never wanted to tell you what I do because your so, innocent. But I don't want you to worry. Also college was full of self centered assholes, that's why I dropped out."

Lola took a deep breath mentally preparing herself for Rosie's reaction, "I'm a sugar baby"

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