Sentenced to Marriage
I could say that it wasn't fair, but life was never fair in general, especially for those who weren't rich.
I would probably end up in jail for murdering one of the customers... or Christine if it weren't for Monique and Marco, my coworkers and friends. Monique was a half-Spanish, feisty girl with a heart of gold. She had a ton of dark-brown curls on her head, brown eyes, a beautiful, tanned complexion, and a gorgeous smile. Marco was a 6-foot-tall Italian gay with a Greek god's body and a deceiving smirk that fooled 99% of women. Both of them were like my personal rays of sunshine, getting me through even the gloomiest day.
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