That Typical Fanfic Moment When...
She says she is poor but she lives in a mansion with her designer clothes and huge room.
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Well, I can smell her little white lies.
I'm just gonna walk around in my new 5 inch heels and high waisted shorts and crop top and flip m hair in slow motion
but I have like no money how am I gonna pay for fuel for my private jet?
Oh I don't know why don't use your money you're hiding somewhere on your mansion?
