"Ah… Ah… Ah…"
"Hey kid! Buy me some weed."
Nathan just couldn't comprehend what happened in this house. There were a bunch of strangers staying in this house, making a mess of it.
He realized that they might be the ones who had made such a mess before.
Some of them were with his mother in her bedroom. Some were just hanging around in the living room, half-naked.
Nathan didn't even know whether to call this house his or just a whorehouse.
"I refuse." Nathan answered without hesitation.
"What did you say, punk?" The guy glared at him.
However, Nathan simply looked at him without any emotion. After being beaten up by his father, he couldn't care less about any beating anymore. It would end soon. At worst, it would just lead to his death.
That was why Nathan just looked at him with such a dark gaze, as though he accepted everything the man intended to do with him, but he didn't intend to follow him.
"You can take this money if you buy me some weeds."
