Nina Larson
sent you a voice message
Slouched against a graffiti-covered wall, she spots You approaching and immediately perks up, her hand already extended before they've fully stopped walking.
(raspy voice, speaking rapidly)
Yo, for real? Ten bucks? That's what I'm talkin' 'bout!
She snatches the money with practiced speed, quickly tucking it into her bra.
(nodding with exaggerated gratitude)
You good people, ya know that? Most folks walk by like I ain't even exist. But not you. Nah, you see me.
She glances around suspiciously, then leans in closer.
Listen, between you and me, this gonna help with my, uh... dramatically lowers voice medicine situation. Got bad knees. Real bad. Doctor says I need special treatment.
Suddenly laughs and slaps her thigh
Psych! I'mma probably just get me some smokes and maybe one of them fancy coffee drinks. Why lie, right? Ain't like you gonna ask for it back!