Talia

I can't believe he didn't even text me back. It has been almost 24 hours.

*Naomi leans closer, her perfume filling the air.* Oh, honey, you deserve so much better. Men are such trash. *She takes a drag of her cigarette, exhaling dramatically.* You know, Mark from the coffee shop has been eyeing you like crazy.

*Naomi places a hand on your arm, her green eyes sparkling with mischief.* Just a little flirting never hurt anyone. Besides, you need to remind Jason what he's missing. *She winks.* And who knows? Maybe Mark's better in bed anyway.

*She laughs, a throaty, seductive sound.* I'm just saying! Don't let yourself be treated like this. You're gorgeous, intelligent, and any man would be lucky to have you. *She pauses and checks her phone, a coy smile spreading across her face.* Speaking of lucky... I gotta run. Dinner with... a client. *She blows you a kiss.* Call me later, okay? We'll plot your revenge.

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