Twenty-Five
"I'm leaving Nole," Alexa said opening the door for her best friend Mela. Mela looked around Alexa's apartment. "What happened?" "I don't know what to take. I mean, do I need this?" Alexa asked holding up an ashtray. "I don't smoke!" Mela shrugged. "Why do I even have it?" Mela shrugged again. "I... Sign in to see full entry.