She sits at the dining table (a plastic folding one) on a chair (with the words "Yeo Beng Pte. Ltd." printed across it in red, faded ink).
She stares at the bills for rentwaterelectricity.
She turns her head and gazes at the vulgarities and threats sprayed across the wall outside her (their) flat by loan-sharks.
Dismay.
And all she can think about is Money.
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Cute, Sexy and downright Irresistable
2 comments:
Oh, the melancholy. The dismay is almost tangible. Smothering. Money. We love, love it, but it hates, hates us.
woww(:
really good descriptions!
i noe im really weird but anyhoww./
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