Gabriel Levi

  Who: Jesse and Gabriel

Why is that so hard to believe? You are the most important person in my life. I care about you and don’t wanna hear you talking about dying. 

I'm gonna die, eventually, but I'll shut up. Or not because I like the way your face looks when you're all confused like that.

Wow… lame.

You're telling me... Jesse plays it, too.

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Farm heroes? There heroes from a farm? Because that sounds like fun.

No, its like Candy Crush. You match up vegetables and shit.

Laughing she nodded, taking the steps down towards the lower levels at a casual pace. It was the closest thing to stroll she was going to get. Hey, I get you on the candy crush thing. I don’t even play those games, so I don’t get the appeal in the first place. So many of my friends are hooked, it’s crazy. I mean… were- were hooked.

Gabriel was silently thankful for the lithe girl's understanding. Yeah, I never understood it either. I played it a little, when I was bored and had nothing else to do, but I can set it down and not look at it for months. Jesse's addicted to it and Farm Heroes.

I’m done hearing your nonsense. 

What? You expect me to think you're actually sentimental after all this time? Yeah, okay.

Who: Jesse and Gabriel

Refined. Why not throw dignified in their as well? I agree you’re well spoken, but your attitude betrays you. You’re bitter, and not the kind that comes from money. Rich bitterness is wrapped in superiority and comes from a place of boredom. You’ve simply seen too much, too fast in life. 

I am dignified. I've taken my rough edges and, for all intents and purposes, scraped them against other rough edges and smoothed them out. My bitterness is the product of a lot of things. I could give you an extensive list, but I make no excuses for my behavior and I don't want your rich girl pity.

Eyes glaring into the dark haired man.Well considering you live a floor above me you shouldn’t knock what you fought so hard to get. My sincerest apologies for being born into this. Believe me…it’s not all its cracked up to be.

If looks could kill... mm. I worked hard for it, it wasn't handed to me. That's the difference between us. I wouldn't raise my children to be spoiled and expect everything to be handed to them. You're just one of those kids who not only had the world at their fingertips by birthright but also because they are beautiful and ridiculously talented, right? Being me isn't all it's cracked up to be either. The grass ain't always greener on the other side, princess.

Okay since you wanna put it that way. I’d carry you if we both had to run. If I am going to survive..so you are, Gabe. Don’t say stupid shit like that. I’m only alive because you are. If you weren’t with me..there would be no reason for me to be here. 

Horseshit, you'd have yourself to live for. You're a viril, young man. You could still reproduce if given the chance. I'm sure any woman would disrobe at the sight of you... but, thanks. You give me purpose.

Well, then we’ll definitely have to go slow. I wasn’t looking for like a workout anyway, I just… can’t sit around anymore, I think I’ll go crazy.

On a scale of one to five, one being able to participate in normal physical activities and five being "sit like a potato on the sidelines", my doctor told me I'm a solid three and a half. If that tells you anything. However, I've never been one to follow rules and, if I have to hear one more automated male voice scream, "SWEET!" as cyber candy is crushed, I'll kill myself.

You find a safe place to go…I will carry you there if I have to. Okay? But right now I think this is the safest place to be, Gabriel. 

I don't think it's going to be safe here for much longer, Jess. And I wouldn't make you carry me. I'm perfectly capable of walking. Just not so good at the whole running thing.

Rolling her eyes before she snickered. Yay…good for you for making it out. Just goes to show you can take the boy out of the ghetto, but not the ghetto out of the boy.

I'm not ghetto. I'm refined. That was why I made it so far, princess. No one could tell I'd crawled out of a one bedroom, roach infested apartment in the Bronx.