My wife is my Bestfriend

Work, work, and work. Noah Kander groaned in exhaustion. He stretched his arms and cracked his back. He moaned in delight when he felt his back release all the stress. He is counting the money he earned for this week. You sure bet Noah is rich but only for an hour; all the money he earned will go straight to his family, apartment, and things he needs for everyday life. The money will just rest for a while on his hands, then it'll be gone after a moment of blinks. He calculated his money to pay his dad's debt even if it's a tiny amount he still needs to pay, so he counted it equally. "I am Superman for doing mighty things. I help people without grievance." He whispered, still writing tons of numbers; he neatly placed money on the table that had a label on papers. DEBT. FOOD. RENT. FAMILY. His lips formed in a thin line when very little money was left for him. "Me." He said as he stared at the tiny amount of money he got. "It's okay, my life will get better soon..." Noah whispered, a smile forming on his lips as he tried to cheer himself up. He decided to keep the money for now and not eat unnecessary food. Suddenly his phone rang, Ava Lainsky it shows. "Yes?" Noah placed his phone on his ears and fixed the money and bills on his table. "Noah, you wanna eat outside?" Ava asked through the other line. Noah scrunched his nose. He just promised not to eat outside. "I'm-" "You can't say no... it'll be my treat." Before Noah could even answer, she hung up the phone leaving him no choice. "Free food is good food." He said while his smile was growing bigger. The boy hurriedly grabbed his leather jacket, which was almost worn out. By the way, he wore his old timberland boots and grabbed his house keys. Living near New York City with no money sucks. Foods and amazing clothes will slap your face so hard that you can't remember how broke you are. A pair of shoes cost 3 months of Noah's weekly hard work; for just a couple of shoes. Since he has not had enough money, he decided to walk. They are going to meet up in a bar where they always stay. He and Ava are best friends for life, she always insisted that she'll help Noah financially, but that is not how he likes to take his friend. As long as he can work, he will not provide for his family and himself. He spotted the bar after a short walk. He also spotted his friend who was waving for him. When he reached the, they hugged, then Ava started hitting Noah, which made him laugh. "Why are you hitting me?" He laughed as he used his hands to shield himself. "Because you look like s**t. I bought you an apartment, but you never even showed up!" She shouted as she continued hitting him. "You know I don't like taking advantage of people. And it's not your money. Your dad will kill me." He explained while dodging her feather-like punches. "You punch like Prada." Ava repeatedly hits Noah with her Gucci bag, and the boy just laughs at her. "Stop, you'll destroy my jacket, dumbass." When she calmed down, she placed her bag down then sat on the pavement. "I should be the one doing that," Noah said as he pulled Ava up. His girlfriend pouted, tears forming on the corner of her eyes. "You look like a dog." He said. "I have a problem, Noah." She whispered. "We'll talk about that inside C'mon.." He pulled her in one go. Noah forgot her strength is different from other girls. ──────── "What is your problem? You have Gucci tears rolling down your face. It's not healthy for your Chanel makeup." Noah joked as he dabbed tissues on her face making it more cakey and sticky. "Stop adding brand names on your sentences. It sounds horrible!" Ava shouted as she grabbed the tissue from Noah's hands then dabbed it on her face. "Boys will never understand the struggle." The boy raised one brow up. "Oh, we understand, alright. Girls look good already. Why want more? Some guys prepare natural." He faked dabbed his hands on his face while mimicking putting on makeup. "Enough! You messed my makeup." "Yeah, sorry. You look like a messed up birthday cake." Ava rolled her eyes at Noah, who took a sip on his free beer, making it more savory. Jungkook also ate all the snacks on the table; because it's free. "My dad is retiring," Ava started, Noah only moaned, he flicks his fingers as a sign for Ava to continue. "He needs to Pick between me and my older brother Oliver. " She stops when she sees Noah order another snack. He flicked his fingers to Ava, telling her to continue. "Uhh... my problem is, my dad wants a grandchild, and whoever possesses a child first will be the Heir." "Oh, I know your problem... You single goose." Noah murmured with his mouth full of food. "Should I adopt?" She asked. "Isn't it usually the older brother that takes the inheritance? Why are you fighting for it?" He asked. "Because when Oliver inherits everything, he'll throw me out without a single penny. I need to fight. So, I'll be the one to throw him out." Noah stopped for a moment as if he popped an idea; his blue eyes stared at Ava's brown eyes for a split long second, so she waited patiently for the big picture, but no, it was just a big loud fart. "Ah..." He moaned in relief, "You can't adopt any baby. Your dad will do a DNA test, I swear. I always see that kind of s**t on TV." He added as he fidgeted on his seat and tried to find the spot to release his fart. Ava sarcastically smiled at him. The smell is slowly creeping its way onto her nostrils. "Thanks for nothing, Noah." "No problem," He continued eating then started partying hard. "Best day to get wrecked!" Noah screams. Superman once again helped another peep without grievance.