SophiaScott
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So friday I hit withdraw on cleobetra when that lil cat symbol dropped three stacks, £202.40, Screenshot still in my gallery like some kinda proof I’m not a total write-off. Paid the council arrears that’ve been chasing me since before crimbo — the woman on the phone actually said “well done miss scott” like I’d cured cancer instead of just not being skint for once. But now it’s the week-before-payday squeeze and I’ve 38 quid left and I’m still panicking, like my brain refuses to believe the bill’s actually dead. Anyone else get that? Proper win, useful win, but the dread’s still squatting in my chest heavier than the debt ever was.