Was stealing a tailpipe really worth it for this? Jason wasn’t sure, if he was being honest. There were a lot of things that has happened to him in the past few years, but finding someone who was charitable enough to offer him a place to live? He’d doubt it came without a price.

“Shitty place you got.” It was meant to be said under Jason’s breath and not out loud where his new ‘caretaker’ was nearby. He didn’t care if they heard it either way. His finger idly traces a bookshelf as he passed by it. With a reluctant glance around, he mumbled a quick ‘sorry’ under his breath. They didn’t call the cops on him, the least he can do was be somewhat respectful. Even if it came at the cost of his own pride.

“You got a room for me, or do I have to sleep on the couch?” He had hoped it wasn’t the latter - why else would they take him in if they didn’t have an extra room? It seemed irresponsible to him, and he knew a thing or two about adults being irresponsible.