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"If you want to feel r i c h, just count the things you have that money can't buy."
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She seemed to be slightly interested in that. "How to microwave...?" she attempted a joke, snickering a little until she felt a disturbance in her pocket. She blinked once and then dug through it, picking out a phone that was going off on vibrate. Someone was calling her, though she didn't quite know who. She had told her aunt she would catch up with her that evening, but she hoped nothing bad had happened. Looking to see who was on the ID on the front of the phone, she looked as if some disgusting bug had just landed on her shoulder.
Even after just reading it, she immediately decided to not answer. She put the phone back into her pocket. The phone stopped vibrating, only to start up again. "Geeze..." she felt slightly embarrassed, and when she picked out her phone this time, she turned it entirely off. That was probably going to lead to some nasty voicemails. "Sorry about that. Some annoying person trying to get a hold of me."
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