[Nah, he's not worried that he'll give up. He just likes drawing this out, that's all; he likes making him work for it. But that's that; he throws his cigarette out, steps on it, just leaves it there like a piece of shit, and heads back downstairs. Ling really is free to stay up there for as long as he'd like, though Roa will come loom at him once two AM hits.
And because he is not stupid, he makes Bido do inventory for a while, just so Ling can't pressure him. Be innovative, trust fund baby, he believes in you. Send him a dick pic or something though, jesus, not a fucking meme.]
no subject
[Nah, he's not worried that he'll give up. He just likes drawing this out, that's all; he likes making him work for it. But that's that; he throws his cigarette out, steps on it, just leaves it there like a piece of shit, and heads back downstairs. Ling really is free to stay up there for as long as he'd like, though Roa will come loom at him once two AM hits.
And because he is not stupid, he makes Bido do inventory for a while, just so Ling can't pressure him. Be innovative, trust fund baby, he believes in you. Send him a dick pic or something though, jesus, not a fucking meme.]