[@Luna Amore]

Harley was smiling from ear to ear.  It sounded like her good day was back on track again.  She was practically bouncing up and down with joy on the inside, ready to hit Central Park already.  She could only imagine all the amazing shots she and her camera buddy could take together.  However, she bit her lip nervously when Natalia asked her to accompany her to her locker.  [color=a187be]"Yeah!  Sure thing, friendo!"[/color]  Harley gave a cheerful answer, despite being anxious about what Nat possibly wanted.

[i][color=a187be]Bah!  Maybe she just needs help with somethin', Harley!
 At least she ain't mad at you, and you get to hang out with her![/color][/i]

But hang on a minute though.  Who was Hector?

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[i][color=f7941d]Whoa!  Dude![/color][/i]  Yep, they were definitely loaded.  Helena was lucky she didn't drop Sam to the pavement when she saw the luxury vehicle, a motherfucking chariot fit for a king.  [i][color=f7941d]Fuck yeah they got serious bank!  That car could pay off all our fucking bills AND get me out of this rathole![/color][/i]  Mesmerized by the sheer beauty and prestige of it all, she barely heard the woman thanking her for helping Amelia carry Samuel.

[color=f7941d]"H-huh?  Oh!"[/color]  Shaking her head vigorously, she gave a sincere reply, [color=f7941d]"Yeah.  No problem, miss.  Is he gonna be alright?"[/color]

[i][color=f7941d]I'm sure with the money they got, that kid could get any doctor in the world...  Must be nice having all that cash...[/color][/i]