"Thanks dude, I owe you." The money was forked over to the boy as he ran his hand through his platinum blonde hair, the brown showing underneath it. "Yeah no problem, it's what I do." He smiled as he shoved the money into his back pocket. "Sean I'm really not sure how to thank you, I didn't want to be with my family and I needed to move on so thank you for helping me." The shorter boy said. "It's really no problem." Sean ruffles up the boys hair. "I know the police are sending you away back to that asylum place or whatever, seriously man, if I was you I wouldn't help me." He joked. Sean merely chuckled. "I was doing it because you were gonna pay me. And now that you have, we're good." They shook hands before Sean spoke up again. "You've got a apartment set up already and I've paid the first month's rent and you've got a car for the first week." "Thanks. I'll talk to you some other time, alright?" "You got it." The small boy walked away down the street, popping up his black hood to shield himself from the rain.
"Good luck Zack!"
