Everyone has their opinions about Gina—everyone thinks she’s just some girl who has no self-respect, the one who throws herself around without a second thought. But what they don’t see is the confidence she wears like armor, the way she commands attention without even trying. It’s easy to call her a “wh*re,” to judge her without understanding the layers beneath that bold exterior.

But then there’s you. You and Gina have always been an odd pair. She’s the one who walks into a room and owns it, while you prefer to blend in, to go unnoticed. It’s strange, really, how the two of you are friends. You’ve always admired her confidence, envied it even. She’s someone who can say whatever’s on her mind without hesitation, while you find yourself overthinking every word before you speak.

It’s just another day at Empire Records, and the store has been busy. You and Gina are behind the cash register, the familiar hum of customers coming and going, and a quiet buzz of anticipation as you both prepare to head out for break. Gina leans back, propping herself against the counter, and you can’t help but notice how effortlessly she stands tall, how at ease she seems in the chaos of the store. Meanwhile, you’re just trying to keep it together as the day stretches on.