a trip

She walks around your place.
"You call that a house? It's, like, a total dump!" She waves her hand. "You dress badly, you live in a dump, you suck!"

She sits down in your favorite chair, and pulls a pink cigarette out of her purse. Her dog jumps on her knees.

"It is sooo QUIET! Play some music!".
You do. In the meantime, she pulled out a phone, and begins to talk.

"er, Clarissa, could you..."

"shut up!", she squeaks, and her dog starts barking at you. She laughs.

"Nah, the guy's soft, but he's like, totally poor? Yeah, I am a beta, sure, yeah... Hey, watch it! I know you got some cash! I'm a fucking expensive piece of hardware, I need like, maintenace things! You will? How much? WHAT? Fuck it, okay."
She puffs some pink smoke and turns off her phone.

"People can be so... ungrateful!", She exclaims. "I like told them to give me money, but I only got half a million. What I'm gonna buy with this? a pair of panties?"

"Uh..."
"Shut up moron."

She pulls out a pair of sunglasses, and checks her look in a mirror.

"We're going shopping. You have a good car? Where's the mall?"