When your friend is happy that you are broke

Smart and evil

When I wrote about going bankrupt I felt really stressed about money. My friend replied, “come to new york we'll host for free :)))"“

The moment I saw it, I felt she was that rock that I needed in my life. For the past few days, I felt supported and grounded, learning that no matter what happened, her house would be my refuge until…

Until the moment I expressed my gratitude. She responded, “I would be soooo happy to see you here honestly”

Waitttttt. That’s odd. Why would someone be so happy when her friend is broke and stressed? I all of a sudden remembered that we always fought about which city we should be together. She always rooted for New York, and I always tried to persuade her to come to San Francisco. But now, I’m gratefully heading inside her fishnet without even noticing it.

Seeing through her plot, I texted her, “You are the happiest friend when getting to know that I’m broke?” She responded, “I’m just saying you have options my dear 😉”

This is the moment I identified her evil plot. That’s why she is so happy that I’m broke. Now, she can seamlessly move me to the city she is living in. And I will come with gratitude, hugging her calf, and thanking her for her support during this difficult time.

Damn, my bestie is really smart and evil.

Day 12 of 30-day writing challenges.