It was time for her to get a bloody grip and put her shit together. Enough of meaningless suffering, enough of spending all of her money on drugs, enough of being a crap of a friend - a crap of a girlfriend. It was time for Naomi to become who she used to be. Even if included paying rent...
"Whoa-- Can't believe you think the quality of a friendship depends on how much money one gives you as rent payment. I'm rather offended." Naomi mocked, starting to write the paper. Fucking boring shit. Doesn't matter, just write anything deep and empty and it'll do. "Sounds good. I guess I should stay sober tonight in retribution for you taking care of a high and drunk Naomi for the past six months, is it right? Dunno why I've been acting like this, Eff-- Guess we all lose ourselves a bit in life. I'm gonna try and find my way back, I reckon I can promise you that."