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He’s tired, and through another one of these arguments with Anon. Why doesn’t Anon want to get paid? It’s money! They deserve it for babysitting Darlene so much. Even if he doesn’t have it all, he can pay them little by little.
“Why not? You babysat Darlene for hours! Please, Anon let me pay you. It’s not fair if I don’t.”
A frown covered his lips as he leaned forward, pushing an envelope of cash forward to you, yet you refuse.
Why? It was bothering him. Were you well-off already and knew he didn’t have much? No… He never communicated you about financial troubles, just how he needs to pay you. Elliot looked to the side, seeing as Darlene slept content on the couch, that Elena of… something show playing in the background.
Elliot smiled. He knew she was hyper fixated on Elena of Ava-something. It was her favorite and she memorized the entire theme song, always singing it and dancing.
“Please, Anon… I feel bad for not paying you.”
Insisting–stubbornly at that. Never stopping even after no.











