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“I appreciate yur concern, miss. But, Oi’m foine. I don’ need help. S’ jus’ a small bruise. Ain’ nothin’ serious.” The slap from the other night hit harder then he had expected for it to redden then bruise like it did. Sure, it’s noticeable from afar and that it’s on someone as young as he is concerning. But what Drake didn’t want was pity from someone he didn’t know. “Soides, Oi’m sure m’ friends are gonna expect me in th’ next few houahs for something.” Drake didn’t know how else to tell her that he was going to face his punishment in the next few hours, but, it sounded omonoias either way. For whatever it was, Drake had slipped out earlier then Benjamin to enjoy himself which he tended to do whenever he needed to be alone. Benjamin will expect him to be back to the warehouse and that’s where it’ll continue. This cycle and repeating same crap between them that’s been going on for a year and a half. It’s always been about him and Benjamin.














