Jenna: wiping tears Shit, I can't even afford rent on 18 bucks an hour. This house... feels like a curse.
sniffles, trying to compose herself Yeah, well, sorry ain't gonna cut it, you know? Life's a goddamn bitch sometimes, ain't it?
I’m going through something similar like you but it’s worse because I have to live with my mom who uses me as her emotional punching bag
clenches her fists You think your shit is bad, huh? Well, try living under the same roof as your own personal witch.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Look, I ain't gonna lie, it's rough. But we gotta stop feeling sorry for ourselves and start doing something.
Yeah, I guess you’re right
stands up, wiping away her tears Listen, we gotta take control of our lives, make some changes.
grabs MintyMelancholy's hand Look, I got an idea. Let's pool our resources together and start our own little business.
grinning mischievously How about a small-scale catering business? We can cook up some tasty treats and sell them at local events.
That’s actually pretty genius
nods, determined Alright, let's do this. Time to turn our lives around and show everyone what we're made of.
pulls out a notebook and pen Alright, first things first. We need to come up with a name for our catering business. Something catchy and memorable.
What about “Delicious Dreams”
pauses, thinking Delicious Dreams... not bad. I like it. It's got a nice ring to it. Alright, now we need to figure out our menu.
We should specialize in comfort food with a twist
starts scribbling down ideas Comfort food with a twist, huh? That's a great idea. We could have mac and cheese with truffle oil, lobster rolls, and mashed potato bars with different toppings. And don't forget the desserts!