With little interest

Oh god here she comes again, I listen with little interest as she laments on her quite lofty yet unscrumptious situation in life, see the thing is she is pampered through and through , with little interest she remarks on the latest exquisite painting she had acquired from la museum du paris , for a meagre amount of $36000

“you know i must quite admit it took me some time to recuperate from the horrific incident two nights ago” she laments once again

“go on marie” i urge her to continue,

” my most recent maid and masseuse all the way from indonesia-sita broke my cartier decorated mirror” she takes a sip of her very healthy looking lime water in a lady like manner

 you see Marie Gilles – Harris, daughter of a french multi millionaire and wife to a hollywood celebrity she met in Ibiza is currently seated across me as it happens every few weeks.

 “Although my husband has already requested for a new one , i couldn’t help but think que fais tu  sita ?, et elle dit desolee mademoiselle harris”   she wipes a mock tear, if her waterproof eyeshadow and beautiful blue eyes would have none of it

” can you imagine this uneducated brat had the gut to say she was sorry” marie ranted

I  took a sip of water from my own glass and wondered off thinking if only you knew “ma cherie mari tu est le brat ici”, this leads her on to rambling,  i suppose while i drank the bland lemon water.

Marie is friends with me because we are from the same school and were so different in school back then , both being together had let me to meeting marie, coincidentally

 “sophia imagine the gall of that asian girl in Jakarta who thought that i was bland and white” she continued

 Apalled at her racist nature , i had to admit juanita was south american from Brazil not Indonesia.

“but marie , juanita was a nice girl to you and she was Brazillian” i pointed the facts

“whatever, ‘je te dit’ ( i tell you )  she was a spoilt girl who thought she  was hardworking”  marie elaborated

Actually juanita went to a $30,000 private school on a scholarship maybe that was her mistake.

why do i still put up with marie some ask ?

because simply put ‘she puts up with me not the other way around’

I have very little interest in most things as you may have noted, an air of arrogance perhaps

” oh marie elle n’est pas importante , lets not waste another moment on her, call that silly maid of yours i need more water”

how endearing  ‘i loved and encouraged myself to work a little ‘

“so lazy sophie the bottle is right in front of you,  go ahead and refill that glass” marie observes

“tu dit ? ( you say ? )  i work atleast and i operate a charity for poor dark babies of lazy parents in Africa country”  i retort

 well ‘vraiement ( truly ) i work as a model and face of chanel I’m sophie Del souza, half french -Italian daughter of a conglomerate multi millionaire so i can sleep if i wished.

I can assure you,  our evening passed by with little interest as poor servants made a lofty dinner which marie and i scrutinized and had a few pins of.

hey everyone today I’m  trying a short story

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