Valerie.
*The frown on my face came back up as I spotted the hand bag sitting on my couch. Before I could regard it, a familiar voice hit my ears and I looked up the stairs to see Becca climb down with a wide smile on her face.
“Nol!” She caressed her long black hair packed into a neat ponytail, her attached eyelashes batting too many times.
“I didn’t know you’ll be back so soon,” I said with a cold expression, but Becca, she doesn’t seem to get moved or get the message.
“Awwn. You missed me so much.” She flipped her hair backward with a smile.
“Paris Fashion Week was fun, but I figured you’d be alone.” She said, her eyelashes moving too many times.
“Hmn.” I nodded indifferently.
“So, I need some money to buy some new hair,” she said with a demanding expression and I
