alberto: hey mia, how are you?
mia: i'm good
mia: i have to work today, but other than that i'm good
alberto: don't you like your job?
mia: i serve people food all day while they complain about stuff like 'the music is weird, could you turn it off?'
mia: NO I CAN'T TURN IT OFF
mia: AND IT'S AN ITALIAN RESTAURANT, DEAL WITH IT
mia: AND I CAN WEAR A PAIR OF YOGA PANTS WITHOUT WANTING TO GET CATCALLED, THANK YOU VERY MUCH MIDDLE AGED MAN
alberto: o.o
mia: sorry, i'm just very sleep deprived
mia: brooklyn is sick so she couldn't sleep and was bugging me the whole night
mia: and i think i caught the flu from her
mia: i need money though
alberto: you really shouldn't work if you feel sick, mia
mia: one of my brothers just asked if i'm okay and said that i look tired
mia: yES I'M OKAY MY FACE ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE THIS GO AWAY
alberto: calm down, please
mia: i feel dizzy
mia: i think i'm going to pass out
alberto: go and sit down, drink some water
alberto: mia?
alberto: did you really pass out?
mia: this is one of mia's brothers, she's okay
mia: she just passed out so i drove her to the hospital, but she'll be fine
mia: the heat and the dehydration just made her faint
alberto: oh, okay
mia: i'll tell her to text you when she's awake
alberto: thanks