Complete the short story/flash fiction, that has the following first paragraph:
I hate being fired. I’ve been fired six times in the last twelve months and everytime it hurts. Not physically. Well, not really mentally as well as I am usually expecting it. What hurts is having to pretend to be bothered by it. It’s not like I need the money as my parents trust fund will keep me in burritos until I die, but I need to keep up appearances for my friends. They don’t know I’m rich and I don’t want them to find out. Especially Carly.
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