Page 82 of Run Away Home: Tempered

I will come 2 the bar n kick ur ass.

I’m confused... Shouldn’t I be the one who’s angry?

Why are you kicking my ass?

Another text...Danny

So I looked in ur closet

no shoeboxes but I found this like round circle box thing and it has a bunch of $ in it

can I just dump the $ out and use it?

No!

No. Do not do that.

I won’t lose any of the money Peter!!!

I’ll just put it somewhere else for safe keeping like one of ur drawers?

No!

Do not open my drawers. I’ll find you a shoe box tomorrow.

It’s do tomorrow.

Why do you do this to me?

PETER WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO STOP MAKING THIS ABOUT U

U ALWAYS DO THIS!!!!! ??????

Fine! Dump the cash out! Put it in the kitchen.

I want you to take all of the cooking utensils out of the red jar on the counter by the stove. Put the cash in the jar, then put the utensils back on top.

Y?

That’s soooooo much work.

Just do it.

I have to get back to work.

Can I have 10$?

CASH. IN THE RED JAR. NOW.

Ok chill God ??

I slam my phone down on the bar and rub my eyes. When I open them, there’s Sean, leaning on the bar and staring at me.

“I don’t pay you to text your friends.”

“Neither one of the people I am texting is a friend.”

“I don’t pay you to text, period!”

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