"TEN f*****g GRAND!" Shouts Chelsea.
It's 2 o' clock and she's just woken up. I told her about the money that Everett transferred to my account for the painting I did and she has been in a state of shock since. First of all she jumped up and down on her bed, now she is walking around the apartment, her hands in her hair as she says the same thing over and over again. I return to the couch and laugh at her over the top reaction.
"f**k my parents' house, let's go to f*****g Timbuktu!" She says.
With everything going on, I can't exactly say that it's a bad idea, but I do want to see Chelsea's parents. I know they will help me feel better right now.
"Maybe another time, but we will have fun at your parents', that's for sure!"
She flops herself beside me on the couch, finally calming do
