Chapter 8

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            At the restaurant, Monica and Yeva got to know each other better, like how Yeva had already dated 5 guys, and couldn't keep a single one. When Monica had heard that, she had almost spit out her tea. Yeva asked a lot of questions about her, and when she had told her about  Sylvester's, Yeva almost cried. "What?! Really?! That's so sad, Monica! A friend of a friend of mine lost his sister and brother there" Monica rubbed her eyes. "Yeah, and earlier today, me and my friends went to the place. Pretty creepy there, heh." Yeva gasped. "You went there?! You should go again! And bring me with!" Monica grinned. "We could" Her smiled receded. "But, unfortunately, we have a Debby downer in our friend group," Yeva put her hands under her chin. "Hm. That's... unfortunate..." Yeva suddenly smiled. "Let's just go without him." Monica sighed. "Why didn't I think of that?" Yeva laughed. "Because I'm your smart friend," She said. Monica raised her eyebrow. "No, you just have common sense," She replied. Yeva laughed. "Wow, thanks," she said through laughs.  "Well, when we went, we found some pretty dark shit there" Yeva bit her lip. "Like what?" Monica stared into Yeva's eyes. "Like a fucking bloody ass room with a blood filled suit" Yeva closed her eyes. "Woah. Well, good thing I like dark crap..." Monica lowered her eyebrows. "Take it seriously, Yeva ,"  Yeva quickly checked her phone. "Oh shit! I have to go, Monica, thanks for lunch, though, here's my number," She wrote something down on a napkin with the pen that was provided with their food. She handed her the paper. She picked up her purse and left without another word.  Monica payed for their check,  which was almost $20, and left soon after.


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