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Lonely you grew up in poverty, but one lucky day your father hit the lottery leaving you filthy rich. now that you're grown you moved out on your own into a mansion all by yourself and you're constantly reminded of how lonely you are.
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"Girl it's nice as fuck in here. I don't see how you bored." Morgan said.
"I know but it gets lonely when you're in such a big mansion." I sighed. "I really love it here but I'm being constantly reminded of how alone I am."
"Sometimes I don't understand you." She said.
Everyone is starting to annoy me. They think just because I'm living lavishly means everything is all great. It's great not being able to worry about bills being due, not having anything to eat or worrying whether you'll have somewhere to sleep tonight. But what's not great is having it all but not having anyone to share it with.
"You wouldn't understand." I said.
"Why won't you just sell the place and get something much smaller?" She asked.
"I'm considering it." I said. "But I love the estate too much to just let it go."
"Confusing." She said. "My Uber is almost here." She said getting up and getting herself together.
"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you?" I asked her again.
"I'm sure." She said. "Thanks though." She walked towards the door.
"Ok bye Morgan, I love you." I said hugging her.
"Bye, I love you too." She said walking out the door to her Uber.
I walked to the living room and plopped down on the couch when my phone started ringing. It was one of my closest friends.
Christian🌊
"Wassup?" I asked.
"What you on?" He said with a bunch of noise in the background.
"Nothing." I said. "As usual."
"Go get dressed." He said. "Let's go to the club or something."
