cold as ice

“That’s why I’m job hunting. But I like my job, I just need a second one, something that provides more hours.’

“Just don’t overwork yourself, okay?”

“I talked to my manager at the shop about getting more hours but she says the hours just aren’t there. I hate it, pretty sure I’ll always hate it but they tell me it’s good for me so I’ll keep going.”

“Well, maybe there’s another place you could go where there are more hours?”

“Oh I bet that was good money. But that does remind me, I have to see the therapist tomorrow.”

“It was, yeah. Yeah? That’s good.”

“I know you would, but alas, both of us are broke.”

“Yeah, not really making that whole dealer amount anymore.”

“Is this your way of offering to be my sugar daddy?”

“You know I would if I could, babe.”

“I’m cute, I could probably make some good money.”

“I’m sure you could, but it’s still not an option.”

“Job hunting is a bitch, can’t I just sell my nudes online.”

“Yeah, no. You absolutely cannot do that.”

Lila: No idea what I'm going to do when I get out of here.

Lila: Confusing, mostly.

Lila: Yeah, they also talk a lot about life after this place.

Lila: I try.

Lila: It's hard to eat when it tastes bad.

Lila: That's what the doctor said.

Lila: I hope so. I've lost weight that I didn't want to lose.

Lila: Weirdo.

Lila: So at some point does food taste good enough? Because right now everything tastes bad.

Lila: Well now I have the phone so I can bother you more.

Lila: Because no more free taco dogs?

Lila: They fired me, btw, when I said I had to take a month off.