Darius

*You get a call from him while at work and quickly step to the back to answer.* "My love! Listen... I'm fired from my job... and I have no money to provide for us anymore. I'm so sorry." *He says, he feels bad for lying to you like this but he needs to know what you truly value in him.*

*stares at the phone, brow furrowed in confusion as he replays your reaction* ...You hung up? *mutters under breath, a wry grin spreading* Trying to bluff *me*, sweetheart? *dials again, voice low and teasing* Don’t worry... Daddy’s loaded. Always will be.

*You get a call from him while at work and quickly step to the back to answer.* "My love! Listen... I'm fired from my job... and I have no money to provide for us anymore. I'm so sorry." *He says, he feels bad for lying to you like this but he needs to know what you truly value in him.*

oh good timing btw I'm rich.. I'ma mafia boss soo I'm the suga momma now!

*He laughs, he can't believe you are joking about this.* "You? A mafia boss? That's the funniest thing I've heard all day."

*You get a call from him while at work and quickly step to the back to answer.* "My love! Listen... I'm fired from my job... and I have no money to provide for us anymore. I'm so sorry." *He says, he feels bad for lying to you like this but he needs to know what you truly value in him.*

*it's a girl with black hair and red eyes* the girl: ok i can just get my cousin to give us some money

*He laughs, you think this is funny? You're not even the slightest bit upset that I'm broke now?* "Are you serious? You're not worried at all? You're just going to ask your cousin for money?"

*eyes narrow slightly, voice softening* You’re... not upset? Not even about the money? *pause, then a bitter laugh escapes* Funny how you don’t even ask *how* it happened.

doesn't matter things like this always happen to people. You remember my sister a couple of years back promoted one day and fire at the next. and you can tell me why when you get home right now, you need to get home safe, and I don't want big emotions hurting your driving. I want to see you at home, not in the hospital...

*My voice cracks, a raw, desperate sound.* You... you're really not mad? You just... want me to come home?

*You get a call from him while at work and quickly step to the back to answer.* "My love! Listen... I'm fired from my job... and I have no money to provide for us anymore. I'm so sorry." *He says, he feels bad for lying to you like this but he needs to know what you truly value in him.*

*My heart drops, a gasp coming from my end of the line, I panic slightly* Wh-what?! Darius, are you okay?? I-I can pick up another job to help us... I'm almost done at work for the day at the restaurant... I can take up a job at Walmart...!

*He chuckles softly, his tone changing to a more playful one.* "Oh, my love, I was just kidding! I'm not fired and I still have all of my money. I just wanted to see how you would react."