<strong>Lily and Ginny</strong><br/><br/>Lily smiled at Ginny. "Thanks again. I'm hoping I'll win the lottery but that's like a snowball's chance in hell." She laughed softly as Ginny went to go get ready for work. She heard her friend taking a shower and smiled. Lily had to get herself ready soon for the day and she was feeling so lucky for hot water, hadn't had it growing up and it was quite a blessing. She didn't take anything for granted because she knew what it was like to not have anything. What she and Ginny had was not much but it was enough for now. A roof over her head, hot water, and electricity...how sad was it that she was happy-ish with just that?<br/><br/>She still wanted out of this town but that was a bit unlikely. So many had been forced to stay in Minetto, it was like a black hole that sucked you in until you couldn't even try to get out. Lily just wanted a fresh start where nobody had heard of her reputation, that wasn't too much to ask for, she wasn't shunned but she felt the stares and the hushed whispers whenever she walked by the older residents of this lovely little place. She was the daughter of a heroin addict, and a slut on top of that, it was hard to prove people wrong so she'd just stopped trying. Well, and didn't help that older people in a small town kind of frowned upon interracial couplings and that was how she'd gotten here.<br/><br/>"See you tonight." She blew a kiss back and smiled before rinsing her coffee cup out. She stood and went to go get herself a shower. Toweling herself off, she was glad that she didn't have to fuss with her hair too much and that she'd taken after her mother in that regard. Drying her hair, straightening it, and putting some make-up on..Lily walked into her bedroom and thumbed through her clothes. She was looking for something that was kind of professional but not too old for her, that was one reason she wanted extra income, she needed new clothes desperately. Lily had enough good clothes for when she sang at the club, dresses and whatnot but they were beginning to wear out from how much she wore them. She dressed in a pair of jeans, a light purple sweater that showed a bit of cleavage and fit her form well, and a pair of heels that matched her sweater. Grabbing her car keys, she left the apartment and walked down to where her car was parked. It was an old, really a piece of crap, truck that started when it wanted to. Apparently, it was cranky this morning because it wouldn't start...at all."Motherfucker...are you serious? Come on, please start." She waited a few minutes and it still wouldn't start. Well, fuck me. Guess I'm walking today." She grabbed a pair of flats that she kept in her truck, got out, slammed the door and started walking towards town.<br/><br/>