As I walked back to the homeless shelter, I heard, "Back again Pietro?" it was Redgie.
I smiled at him, "I always am Redgie, I am not going anywhere anytime soon,".
He patted me on the back, "You're a good kid ya know Pietro," he told me.
I blushed at the compliment, opening my mouth to tell him otherwise.
But he interupted me, "Don't you even think about trying to tell me otherwise,".
I closed my mouth as he continued. "Don't need to be humble with me kiddo, I know you come here because those Avengers are assholes towards you. But you could be anywhere else, snorting cocaine or something, but no. You choose to work here, nine hours a day, six days a week. Every week. And you spend that seventh day cleaning that big ass tower they live in. You're a good kid that needs some more appreciation," he finished up his speech, looking at me for a reaction.
I took a step towards him and hugged him tightly. "That is the nicest thing I have heard in a while Redgie, thank you,".
He clapped me on the back. "Now go serve some people," he told me with a wink.
I grinned at him and went in the back to start helping cook soup for everyone.
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