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And it's Gal Gadot. Hope you like it, enjoy!
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She was already having a bad day. And it wasn't gonna get better since her parents' sat down at the dinner table, wondering if she made her college choice yet.
"It should've already been done, Y/n. You graduate next month." Her mom said with a sigh.
"I don't know why she needs to pick. Harvard Medical replied she has a place with them." Her dad finished with a shake of his head. She could already hear the disappointment in their voices and knew once she tells them the truth, it's just gonna go downhill from there.
"I got into another school." She mutters softly, looking down at her salad.
"Speak up, Y/n. I don't like muttering." He scolds.
"I got into another school." They look up at her, waiting for her to say. She takes a deep breath, heart hammering wildly, hoping they couldn't hear it. "Juilliard."
"I never heard of their medical program." Her dad says.
"Because they don't have one. I don't want to go to medical school. I'm not interested in learning about medicine. I don't like blood, I mean, I can barely handle changing my own tampon! How can I work around anyone, if I can't handle blood?" Her parents' get quiet, and Y/n eventually waits for the worse. But, it never comes.
"Anything else you would like to tell us?" Her mom asks after gulping down her wine.
"I'm gay."
"Get out." Her dad reacts immediately, standing up as he points to the door. She's speechless of course, wanting to think he's joking, but he's not laughing.
"But, I-"
"Get. Out." He states. She looks at her mom but she's merely looking down at her food. Y/n stands, heading to her room to collect her things before leaving.
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She spent a few week on the streets before finding herself a small studio apartment. It was shitty, smelled like someone died and the toilet was literally in front of the bed, but for what she could afford, it was paradise. She was able to get a job working at a laundromat, working the night shift, leaving her morning open for school. And, she got to wash her clothes for free. She sold most of her things she brought along, especially the jewelry her parents' had gave her. They didn't cheap out either, it was the real shit she got. And that money helped her long the way.
But she missed her best friend. And she didn't have a way of contacting Gal, her best friend (ex-girlfriend? Were they really ex's though when they never really broke up?). And she couldn't get a phone, because most of her money was heading towards rent, schooling, and electricity. She barely had anything to eat, but made it work.
