"Ten bucks for you to wear it!" James said, taking his phone out of his pocket.
"Hell no! I'm not stupid!" You reply.
"A hundred."
"No!"
"Five hundred?"
"No."
"A thousand?"
"A thousand..." The money would be nice... "More."
"Uhhhh... Ten-thousand?"
"Show me the cash."
James rooted through his wallet for some money and eventually after many attempts
at counting, he gave you the money. You count it, and shit, he must be rich! You put
the money on the table and leave to get changed as you hear James say, "How many
hits could that get on Facebook?"
You hesitate, and consider your reputation, you didn't have a job, a girl, money or a
car, so there wasn't much of it. Why the hell not?