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Ramen

It was a shame, she was probably in her twenties while I was only eighteen.
“My place is within walking distance, so we can go now, I’m done for tonight.” Brandy told me.
“Ok.” I responded.
She lead me out the door, we turned left and we headed down a couple of blocks.
I thought of something.
Food.
“Is there a convenience store nearby?” I asked.
“Yeah, about three blocks away. Why?” She answered.
“I’ll pick up some Ramen packs, for food.”
“Okay.”
Ramen packs were noodles, and essential for food, they cost ten cents a pack.
I went into the store, bought ten packs with one dollar.
One Dollar!!
Afterwards, Brandy lead me to a new-looking apartment building.
So this is it, huh? Cool!

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