(Rya)
I sit here on my bed with the briefcase of money after I've just counted it all. It's really seventy thousand dollars sitting here in front of me. I've only ever seen this kind of money on tv. I frown wondering who would spend this kind of money on a simple medallion. I don't care what the medallion was made out of, there's no way in hell im spending seventy thousand for it. Maybe it's just me looking at things from a broke person perspective. I'm sure the person who bought it has plenty of money and this seventy thousand is like pocket change to them.
I stare at the money in the briefcase letting out a sigh of frustration. How can I feel rich with this money sitting here in front of me,
