by Will Stanton » Wed Apr 24, 2019 10:48 pm
Will smiled and shook her head.
"Oh, Tereza. Is that what you've been worrying about this whole time? Poor you, I'm so sorry.
That was before the other guy was split off of me. All of those worries and concerns? They belong to him now. I'm happy to be helpful. Like when you forgot your shower stuff, right? That was fun, wasn't it? I'd much rather do that then have to worry about...like, taxes and having a job or stuff.
I was hoping that you'd talk to ASHLIE and get her to give me up, because she's not a very attentive owner. Like I said, you care a lot more about your stuff, and I'm glad that you're the one who finally talked some sense into her. But the other guy's the one who hates the idea of, you know, being stuff. He's the one denying who he really is, if you ask me.
But, no, it doesn't irritate it when people treat me like property...as long as it's people I care about," she smiled.