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located in New York, a part of A New York Life, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Makayla Wright Character Portrait: Holly Maddon
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Holly followed Makayla inside the apartment, and set the bags down on the kitchen floor. "Why don't we ever have money if you're always working? Isn't it dumb to keeping working and working and working if you don't make a lot of money? Wouldn't it be the same if you just didn't work at all?" Holly wasn't trying to be critical, but it was the first thing that came to mind when Makayla explained why they couldn't go to the ice cream place that she was sure the other girls from school were going to today. The inquiry was as innocent as it could have been, given that Holly just didn't understand it. Makayla worked almost every day between her two jobs, and yet lately, whenever Holly asked for anything, the answer was always that they had no money for it. It was the same line that she had heard today at the grocery store when she wanted to buy chocolate chip muffins, and yesterday when she asked if she could buy a new bathing suit before summer started, and a few weeks back when she wanted to see a movie. She had been more understanding to this kind of thing months ago, and years ago, when Makayla wasn't working a real job. Holly was still oblivious to the fact that her sister was prostituting during that period of time, and simply thought that her sister was visiting friends or doing odd jobs when she left at night. Then, it made sense to her that they had to live frugally, especially given that at that point, she was still more well-acquainted with her neglectful childhood where she barely had the necessities, none the less luxuries, to begin with. Now though, she knew that Makayla worked as a cashier during the day, and that she worked as a waitress at a restuarant at night (even if she wasn't privy to it being a cocktail waitress job at a strip club). Those were two normal jobs, and in turn, she expected Makayla to have more money for things that she wanted. It didn't register to her that housing and the basics in the city costed so much, especially when she compared their situation to her peers, whose parents also worked (albeit very different jobs), and seemed to have so much more than her.

Makayla's back was to Holly, so she didn't hesitate to roll her eyes at the girl's ignorant words, but she was able to bite her tongue. She didn't snap at Holly about how she could have money if she didn't have to take care of her, and that if she didn't have to take care of her, she could have finished school and obtained a decent paying job so that her life wasn't centered around working just to pay the bills. "If I didn't work at all we would starve and we wouldn't have an apartment to live in," she answered plainly, continuing to focus on putting their groceries away in an attempt to show Holly that she wasn't interested in playing around right now, all while trying not to have to snap at her.

There were still grocery bags by her feet, but Holly decided to sit down at the table instead. She wasn't in the mood to help, especially when her latest idea entered her mind "If me and you moved to Hawaii, we could open up an ice cream shop right on the beach and we would make a lot of money," she mused excitedly, followed up with, "It's always hot in Hawaii, right?", that was said in an uncertain tone.

Again, Makayla did her best to be patient. She turned around to look at Holly, and then pointedly look at the untouched groceries, before looking back to the girl. She figured that maybe, just maybe, the girl would take a hint. "I would imagine so."

"Then that would be a good idea because everyone loves ice cream when it's hot, so they would give us so much money, and then you would only have to work during the day time when people are awake. Wanna do it with me?"

"Sounds fun, Holl." Now, her tone was a bit sharper and less interested. The four plastic bags that Makayla had carried up were now empty, so she balled them up and stuffed them into the cabinet under the sink. She could have just made things easier and unpacked the three bags that Holly had set down earlier, but now, she wasn't in the mood. She knew she was being dramatic and sensitive, but dammit, wasn't she allowed to feel that way sometimes? Wasn't she allowed to be bothered by the fact that she drained herself working just to provide for herself and this kid, and then the thanks that she got was criticism over it? She spent all her money on food and clothes and necessities for Holly, and the girl couldn't even unpack the groceries that she would be eating, on Makayla's dollar? Fuck that, was all that she could think, even though she knew it was wrong.

"But do you wanna do it with me?" Holly pressed eagerly. She didn't sense Makayla's growing frustration at all as she watched the girl maneuver the kitchen, unpacking the first set of bags, and then stopping once the ones that Holly carried up were the only ones left.

"You have to finish going to school, and then you have to go to college. Once you go to college, you'll be able to get a good job and you won't have to work as much as I do, and you'll make a lot of money." She wanted to leave it there, she really did, but as she headed towards the hallway, she looked back to add, "If I hadn't taken you in, I would have finished school and I wouldn't have to work so much for no money."

Luckily (at least for Holly), she was too consumed with this newfound dream of owning her own ice cream shop that she was barely processing a single word that was coming out of Makayla's mouth. "Can I go to college to be an ice cream shop boss?" she said, once her sister headed towards the kitchen's exit.

A part of Makayla was relieved, anyway, that Holly didn't seem to take notice in the sharpness of her words and tone, but another part of her, the eviler side, wished that the girl had. She wished that Holly could feel some sort of guilt for "ruining" Makayla's life, as if the other girl becoming upset would serve as validation for those feelings within her. Clearly, though, Holly's inquiries were back to being purely innocent, a reflection of how that childlike side of her was still very much alive and well, despite how bratty she could be at times. "Finish putting those away," was all that Makayla said, though, ensuring that her voice was stern, before she headed for their bedroom.