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Conversations [[Phillipe's POV]]

She was still shaken up, but it seemed like she was okay.
“That kind of thing actually happens a lot-you get used to it. All the other girls do,” I said, trying to blow the whole thing off. She was sitting on the couch wrapped in a towel-she didn’t really want to go back for her clothes considering Matt was still in there with Sacket.
“The other girls…right…hey, how come I never see any of them?” She asked. Girls, they always got questions.
“None of the other girls come here usually. They come here their first time but then I send them other places.”
“Then why do I get to stay here?” She questioned.
I sighed, “I dunno. You remind me of my little sister. I kind of baby you I guess. It’s funny though, you still bring in the cash like a mother fucker.”
“Um, thanks?”
“Anytime. Hey I gotta run, Sacket’ll take you home iight?”

Then I left.
The thing with Matt really messed her up-she better not quit though. I really do baby her a lot, and without someone to protect her, god knows what the hell might happen.

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