Rich Girl × Poor Girl

Natasha Romanoff was your girlfriend (wlw). She was very rich, she had money in the millions.

She would always make you go with her to shop. She'd always buy expensive clothes, food, shoes, hats, watches, etc.

You never bought anything, as you didn't have the money for it. Natasha never really noticed. She just thought you didn't like spending. She would've never guessed you were dirt poor.

You would also always go over to her mansion, as you were insecure about your small apartment.

One day, on the way to the mall, you were in Natasha's 1950s black cadalic (which is a very expensive old car). Natasha had passed by your apartment building, not knowing that's where you lived and scoffed

Natasha: I'd hate to live there. I'm so glad you're rich like me, baby

she reaches over the driver side and puts her hand on your thigh

You didn't respond. You just gave an awkward chuckle and nodded

You got onto your phone, trying to distract your mind, when you check your bank account. You had barely enough money for Ramen (5$ USD)