AMBER
The scent of grilled meat lingered in the air as Curtis stared at the remaining bills in his hand, his brows furrowed together in disbelief. “How is this even possible?” He muttered, looking at me like I performed a magic trick.
“A movie, the zoo, and now this–and we’re still under budget?”
I tore off a piece of my turkey leg with ease. “You’ve just not had to make every penny count,” I smirked, adding in a whisper, “And It’s not hard when you've had to live on less than a thousand dollars monthly.” It was still hard for me to comprehend Dustin having more money than what I survived on for an entire month, just sitting pretty in his pocket.
I cracked a smile, watching as Curtis muttered to himself, still doing the math. The entire day felt scripted; it was so suffocating I str
