Mitra is filthy rich.
she spent years partying in various elite social circles,
new company constantly rotating in and out of her life robbing her of her energy
and most notably, her money.
as she aged, she gained clarity.
she became aware of the thieves conniving to control her.
one day, it occurred to Mitra:
why have a collection of fake friends and fake lovers,
desperate to take advantage of me when rather,
I can have fake friends who give me life?
she opened her eyes and closed her pockets. she elected to retreat.
away from the bottom feeders
and the starfuckers
isolating herself from the life she once knew and the scene she once ruled
she splurged on a one-time purchase
and built a family
fake friends that,
she could control