Stephan sits on the couch expecting May.
Shitty fuck, he did not withdraw her money.
"Yo, JAKE!"
The brown-haired boy steps out of the comfort of his room. "What?"
"Can you run down and get me some money? I forgot for May and it's not like I can cancel now when she'll be off for two weeks..."
All Jake heard was the part that meant his friend wanted him to put pants on and go downstairs. A yawn punctuates the end of Stephan's monologue.
"Here's my card, you know the pin, just please go quick!"
He really is an idiot, Jake moves back to his room then out to the busy streets.
He's wondering if he properly heard Stephan mention someone called May again. Nah.
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