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cause of a certain someone who thinks if he has money he is superior, m
per I lost my job and I am so scared, what my father would do if he came to know about it. M
about what happened but she just got
n my hands and let out silent sobs. I am not sad because of the j
s is at work and my Father is at the grocery sho
ned my day, if he has money that doe
and calle
I smiled and replied, "Hey
e, what a
said. He chuckled, "We will come to visit
guys.." We then talked for a while an
.." Rufus trailed off, enter
b..." I said, leanin
nd laid down. I held my hand out and began to say, "Nothing
and sat up as he sat beside me, "So
ne who made this, don't yell at me but he just burst and ... here I am." I
tion.." He wrapped his arm around
wo years younger than me, he always
went down to have dinner, "Welcome home, Elmer." I uninten
u say!?" He yelled. My breath
de a frightened cat and any little thing and pr
t down and began to have dinner in silenc
, "I l-lost my job." He stop
while and scoffed, "Who cares about your money anyways. But ke
that. I will help you
. He sealed his mouth shut, Father s
to someone." My eyes widened in dis
aid rudely. I grit my teeth and t
nts to throw me out he can but ah well then who will fulfill the pr
y but it was so hard to contain myself. He just keeps lookin
eceptionist in a library with an unbelievably good pay for a receptionist, it was odd to get a job lik
brary." I told Rufus
ther's mocking voice came from the kitchen. I sighed
n my work but then the roots of evil decided to show their face to me. I kept smiling forcef
already soft and just that his highness
ti has come." He told me, with his
on hearing it, he was so terrified,
somehow shine with his hairs all combed backwards along with a perfect domin
handso
one back and
aise an eyebrow at him, "Excuse me, Sir?" I asked, c
ce." I mumbled to myself. He opened
me." The owner said, smiling widely. The guy, Mr Mo
e. His eyes slowly made their way to me, looking intensely at me. My lips fo
le and finally a few moments of sile
ceptionist yo