🅂ᵁ̲𝓰𝔞𝚛ₑ𝑑    🍬    𝒕𖦹ꪕᏽ𝑢ₑ.

︎ ︎ “I donate to a lot of charities and do volunteer work sometimes. It’s about giving back to a community that gave to us when we were down on our luck.” He throws his cigarette down. “You’re a good person too for doing that. We both are.” ︎

︎ ︎ “My brother is disabled. We grew up in a horrible situation. I just want a better life for him. I could care less about my needs. He likes these things, so I give him them. Anything he asks for, he gets.” Not a second question asked about it. ︎

︎ ︎ Pizza sounds amazing right now. “I could definitely go for some pizza and weed. Wanna hang out in my car or go back to my place after?” He’s humble, but he lives in a sprawling mansion locked behind a nice little gate. It’s his home. ︎

︎ ︎ He holds up his. “You got time , gorgeous.” He inhales and exhales. “Wanna grab some food after this? Feel like I’m gonna need a bite to eat after having my cock stabbed. You smoke weed? We can light up in my car if you want.” ︎

︎ ︎ He took his more expensive car. Mostly because he hadn’t gotten a lot of use out of it lately because his personal driver was taking him everywhere. He got there before her and stood outside the shop. ︎