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"I'm sorry for the pain I may have caused. I hope our paths cross again." You text.

Just as you put your head back and relax, you get a call from an unknown number.

"Hello!"

"Hey Alex, how are you?"

"I am good. Sorry I don't recognize you, who's this?"

"Alisha!"

"Alisha who?"

"Alisha as your friend, Alisha. You got that hottie Marta to my boutique the other night to get her something to wear the other night, remember?"

"Oh yes, Alisha right. I'm sorry I couldn't recognize right away."

"I get it. I'm sure you're running through a lot of girls," she replied.

"Not as many as people like to think, anyway what can I do for you?"

"Actually I was hoping to get in touch with Marta again. Remember the other night she promised to post about my boutique. I wanted to offer her some more clothes for her to wear and show off, you think you could get me in touch with her?"

"I'm sorry Alisha, I wish I could help. But I can't get I'm not in touch with her anymore."

"Oh that's okay, but you sound crushed. Are you okay?"

"Well, kinda. Just a bit bummed."

"Well I'm just closing up, you want to come over to my place and we can relax and you can talk and maybe it'll cheer you up"

"Aah, no I think I should just wallow in my own pity. I'd just bring your mood down."

"Oh come on, don't worry about it. I've nothing going on. Plus I got a bunch of samples from a local clothing brand who want me to stage their clothes. Some of them are for me to wear, maybe you could help me tell how they look and should I sell them in my store."

"Sure, happy to help. What kind of clothes though?"

"Come over and you'll find out" She said as she hung up.