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JoWe chose a place near the bus stop, picking a table at the window so we could keep an eye on the busses coming and going. The little café was warm and cosily busy. I ordered a hot cocoa, trying not to worry about all the money I was spending on unessentials. Budgeting was hard, especially when Ellie had money to waste, and not something they taught in high school. Why? That was a mystery to me.
I took a sip from my scalding hot drink and glanced over the glass rim at my best friend. She’d ordered a cocoa too, but with a lot of extra whip. Someone had been generous with it and piled it so high, it caught on Ellie’s nose.
“You’ve got something here,” I chuckled, touching my own nose.
“Oops.” She wiped it away and licked the cream off her finger.
I quickly averted my gaze. “So… What
