At the mall yesterday, a random girl approached me and my friends, asking for some change to make a phonecall. Naturally, we obliged, almost simultaneously pulling out our wallets and ruffling^* through them for change.

So that was that, and we were slightly happier in our newfound mission as nice boys who help out girls in need. It took me a couple moments to point something out to my friends, however:

We looked like the kind of boys pretty girls can ask for money. And receive.

G. S.

-p5.

*Is that a word?

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