Aaron's rich. Filthy rich. You can't remember when it stopped being a scam or if it ever did. Lying has always come easy to you, so you spin your web of lies around him and he loves it. You're not sure whether he believes them or if he wants to see how long you'd keep them up.

You sit in a private booth of a bar. Your boyfriend's dark brown eyes twinkle amused as you speak. He hangs on each of your words and takes a drag of his cigarette. "5000$ is quite the amount. What for?"