"… how much?" He asked.
I grinned as I was going to tell him the astronomical amount that I got.
"I have 2 grands as a bait."
"2 GRANDS!?"
Noah looked utterly shocked by the amount that I spoke. I raised my chin proudly, "What? Surprised that I can gather that much money?"
"H—How? I mean, I was thinking about pawning my car and buying something cheaper. My parents wouldn't mind anyway."
"I… I have someone to help me," I said. I didn't want to tell Noah that I actually had a sugar stalker ready to give me any amount of money in exchange for some creepy stuff, like his worn shirt and lipstick-stained handkerchief.
He was also insane. But at the same time, it sounded so sweet when he uttered his feeling.
Yeah, that red rose man was a creep, but I wouldn't lie that he could be sweet sometimes, just sometimes, though…
"Someone? E—Em, you're not—you know…."
"What? Selling my body?"
