@hydradaddy ;;
“I don’t need to do shit, kid,” he replied, irritated as he continued to wear a hole in the carpet. “You need to mind your own fuckin’ business is what needs to happen.”
Grayson sighs, shaking his head before fixing him with a stern glare. “When you insist on driving yourself to a state of frenzied exhaustion in my kitchen more nights than not, it becomes my business. Now either let me help you, or--”















