Friends Pt II: (Shamelessness knows no end...)

"By the way, why are you still here?"

An annoyed voice sounded from the young girl who held on to a small brush, working on the contour of another's face.

"Didn't you say that the last time you went to go meet your old man that you wouldn't be able to come around as much anymore? Why do I seem to see you here more and more you lying bastard?"

This was Grace with no filter.

The recipient of her annoyance, the young man seated at the couch playing a game on his phone didn't move his gaze from the ongoing game while responding.

"That was true, now it's not," he said casually.

But before he could be scolded 6 feet under by the graceful young lady's poisonous tongue, he elaborated in his explanation, which distracted him from the game.

"I made a deal with him that I would rank at least in the top 20 of my class in the midterms in exchange for my freedom."