Voices

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"I'm getting rich," I said, as she gave me another dollar bill. "Keep saying the magic word," I teased.

"This is unfair," she grumbled, a pout claiming her lips. She crossed her hands over her breasts and stared at me as I tucked the money into my shirt's front pocket.

"To you," I pointed at her. "To me, it is fair. I warned you and you agreed to the terms and conditions."

"I only said sorry."

"It's becoming much. Seriously, Felicia, you apologise for everything. This is a habit breaker. The more you realise you are losing money, you'd struggle to break the act."

"Indirectly, you get richer?"

"Precisely," I responded and she kept that scowl. I rubbed my temples and it seemed to fade.

"Today's task," she said, "is sharing our music playlist."

"I wish I didn't have to," I said, taking a sip of my coffee.