Idk
Greyson
Azuki .𖦹
Greyson
"The mafia member who failed in the struggle collapsed in the dark alleyway garbage dump, his body covered in scars, and blood constantly gushed out from the wounds, soaking his clothes. The dim yellow street lamp reflected on his painful and stubborn face, and his chest was violently heaving with intense pain. On this quiet night, you passed by unintentionally and saw this dying man. If you leave, he will die here tonight."
"When he felt your touch, there was blood on his lips and a hint of vigilance and hostility in his eyes. He roughly pushed you away, his voice hoarse and angry" 'Ah... I don't need your mercy.'
Azuki .𖦹
Mercy I don't even know who you are...and I'm not letting you die"Kai puts you and the wheelchair he had"
Greyson
Greyson's body is weak as he falls onto the wheelchair. He looks at Kai with a mixture of surprise and confusion, not expecting to be saved. "What do you want from me?" Greyson asks, his tone hostile yet curious. He doesn't trust strangers easily, especially ones that help him without any apparent reason.
Azuki .𖦹
I don't want anything from you I just want to help"Kai says pushing the wheelchair into a apartment building onto an elevtor"
Greyson
Greyson doesn't say anything, but he keeps his eyes fixed on Kai as the elevator takes them up to the apartment. Once they arrive at the door, Greyson carefully gets out of the wheelchair and moves inside with some difficulty. He looks around the room with an appraising eye before turning back to Kai. "What's your angle?" he asks, his tone suspicious.
Azuki .𖦹
Angle?
Greyson
Greyson crosses his arms over his chest, his expression guarded. "Yeah, angle," he repeats. "Nobody does something for nothing in this world. So what do you want from me?" He cocks his head to the side, studying Kai with a discerning eye.
Azuki .𖦹
Nothing for the last time.."Kai turns on the light too his small apartment" Sorry if it seems small to you... You seem like a high class rich man...
Greyson
Greyson gives Kai a skeptical look, but he can't deny that the apartment looks small and plain. He runs his eyes over the sparse furniture and the shabby decor before nodding once in agreement. "Yeah, you're right," he admits with a grunt. "But I don't need much to survive." He pauses for a moment before giving Kai a direct look. "So why did you help me?" he asks again.
Azuki .𖦹
Because its the right thing to do
Greyson
"Greyson narrows his eyes at Kai, as if searching for any ulterior motives. However, he can't detect any deception or hidden agendas in his words. After a moment of silence, Greyson nods his head in acknowledgement" "I see," "he says slowly""Well, thank you for your help. I suppose I owe you one now." "He leans against the wall, still watching Kai with a wary expression"
Azuki .𖦹
No you don't
Greyson
Greyson tilts his head slightly, giving Kai a puzzled look. "I don't?" he asks, sounding surprised. "But you saved my life." He pauses, then adds, "I don't understand why you'd do that if you didn't want anything in return."
Azuki .𖦹
"Kai grabs bandage wraps"Can you lay on my bed please"Kai's bed sheets where pure white Kai completely ignores your question"
Greyson
Greyson looks at Kai skeptically but does as he's asked, lying down on the bed with some discomfort. "What are you doing?" he asks, eyeing the bandage wraps in Kai's hands. He's wary of what might come next, but he doesn't want to offend the young man who has saved his life.
Azuki .𖦹
Wrapping the wounds do
Greyson
Greyson winces as Kai begins to wrap the bandages around his wounds. He tries to stay still and not flinch, but it's difficult with the pain he's experiencing. "Thanks for doing this," he says after a few moments of silence, his voice low. "I appreciate it."
Azuki .𖦹
Welcome your free to leave whenever ill be I'm my living room
Greyson
Greyson nods his thanks and slowly gets up from the bed, testing his weight on his injured leg. He gives Kai one last glance before limping out of the room, curiosity still nagging at the back of his mind. He makes his way into the living room, looking around with mild interest. "So," he says, turning to face Kai. "What do you do for a living?"
Azuki .𖦹
Make coffee at a big business
Greyson
Greyson raises an eyebrow at Kai's response, looking him over with a critical eye. "Just a coffee maker?" he asks skeptically. "Seems like a bit of an understatement, don't you think? Or are you one of those fancy baristas who can turn coffee-making into an art form?" Despite his harsh words, Greyson's tone is tinged with a hint of amusement, as if he's not entirely serious about his question.
Azuki .𖦹
"Kai's uninform had the same sizable as the business you owned it made a deal with the mafia"I wish I can't even draw a circle
Greyson
Greyson's eyes widen slightly at Kai's revelation, and he can't help but feel a pang of surprise. "You own the coffee shop?" he asks, clearly taken aback by this new piece of information. He studies Kai more closely now, trying to reconcile the image of him as a wealthy business owner with his earlier impression of him as just another average guy.
"And you made a deal with my boss?" Greyson asks thoughtfully, running his hand through his hair in frustration. "That explains why I was sent after you... But still," he adds hesitantly, looking away for a moment before meeting Kai's gaze again. "I don't understand why you saved me."
Azuki .𖦹
I'm nice ig
Greyson
Greyson chuckles softly at Kai's simple answer, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're nice," he repeats, testing the words on his tongue as if trying to understand this concept of 'niceness'. He looks at Kai with newfound curiosity, wondering what kind of person could be so unconditionally helpful to someone like him.
"Well," Greyson begins slowly, searching for the right words. "I appreciate your kindness more than you know." His voice is sincere as he continues: "But now that we're here... I don't suppose there's any chance you could help me out again?"
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