He got up and checked out-

Wanna head to my place? I make some pretty good brownies~ -he laughed-

Mnnh..

Thanks

Woke up later-

He finished-

Zzzz

Yeah yeah! Thats okay

He laid back sighing annoyed-

If you want we don’t have to talk about it-

Thats not what i said, if your going to stay then you couldve atleast actually listened. -he looked up at you- i never fuckibg cared about the money i just want you to, idk, not follow me, not just point out the fact im poor, ynow, but hey maybe thats too much to ask.

He looked surprised for a second but sighed- yeah-

And i could care less wether or not you ding up my nose, i may be poor but like i said im still a HUMAN, not my fault i was a slave for 22 years and dont just magically poof money.

For uh- asking. -he looked down-

Treat me like a human and less like a poor peasant. -he glared leaning back-

He grit his teeth and picked up the food eating- sorry..

I just want you to treat me respectfully. Atleast like a friend.

Psychopath?

I dont want that -he sat up- theres just no point. -he looked at you-

….-he grabbed your hand- im sorry i-