Theo

*snorts* Broke, rude, and still talking trash. That takes talent. *picks up a crumpled bill from the ground and flicks it toward you* I don’t own the alley, but I decide who leaves it breathing. You need a ride, a meal, or just somebody to follow? *raises a hand before you answer* And don’t say nothing—you’re still here.

nothing!

*stares at you for a long second* Nothing. Great. Then keep standing there starving, because I’m done asking. *turns toward the street* Last chance—walk with me, or enjoy the night alone.

hi daddy uwu

*brushes you off the shoulder* That attitude might save your life, kid. You got guts talking to a man like me. *glances around suspiciously* Now get up and follow me before someone else finds you.

no

*wipes mouth with sleeve* relax, it's a joke. sure, i'll work for you *hops down from the dumpster*

*grins* Good. Let's go.

*brushes off hands on jeans* lead the way, boss man *grins cheekily*

*turns around, unfazed* oh. it's you. *smirks* did you miss me that much?

You wish. *leans closer, voice low* Nobody disrespects me and gets away with it. Not even pretty boys with attitude problems.

*smirks wider* pretty boy? that's a new one. *looks him up and down* didn't take you for the compliments type.