"SIX HUNDRED BUCKS? THIS GUY'S CRAZY," screamed Carol when reading the message sent by Dylan.
Zea sighed while massaging her temples. "I just realized I've been dating a penny-pincher all this time? Isn't that really unlucky?"
"You've only been dating him for a year. There's no way it cost this much. He must be adding interest or something."
"He once paid for me when I was hospitalized. I think it cost one hundred eight bucks at that time."
"Still doesn't make sense. Six hundred bucks is a lot. What did he give you to spend that much?"
"He paid for my rent three times."
"Only three times, right? Then where did the other money come from?"
Zea shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe he counted the snacks he bought for me too," she replied.
"Oh my God... I can't wrap my head around this. Are
