"I will miss you, little sis," Valentina was the last person to say goodbye as Maya stood at the front door with her backpack slung over one shoulder. She took a moment to soak in the familiar sights of the mansion. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow on the front yard where Valentina stood.
"No more classy dishes for me. My Instagram page is going to look so boring," Valentina dramatically hollered.
"I'm living with Natalia; you can come over anytime you want."
"Natalia? The red-haired stripper?" Valentina asked.
"Yes," Maya confirmed.
Valentina wrinkled her nose. "Ew, doesn't she live in a shitty apartment?"
Maya rolled her eyes. "I'm going to be living in that shitty apartment with her. If you want a fancy meal from me, you need to come over to the apartment." Her words trailed off as she dashed toward the garage.
