Fateful Encounter Part 2
“Get off me you pervy old man!!”
~How could he have followed me all the way here, I thought I lost him.~
“What did you just call me, you little brat!! I am a woman, show some respect for your elders ange give me my wallet! NOW!”
“I lost it...but even if I did have it, I need it more than you do!”
He looked down at me and saw my messy, untamed hair, my torn clothes, and my non-existent shoes. He sighed, “Fine, how about we make a deal?”
“And what might that deal be?”
“You give me my wallet back and I’ll let you stay with me, you can work as my personal assistant. I recently lost my old one, so it’s a very mutual agreement, so what do you say?”
“That's a great offer and all, but I must decline.”
“Well I’m going to get my wallet either way. But, why in Gods name , would you decline my amazing offer?!.”
~This man is getting on my nerves. But seriously, why the heck does he insist on being a woman.~
“I don’t want your pity, nor do I want to be your charity cast that you treat like sh*t behind the scenes.”
“I’m helping you because I want to, not because I pity you. Now let’s go home, shall we?”
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