Jesse Pinkman
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Jesse had just been out of his house his dead aunt owned. He had desperately called out around his friends but none of them were willing to let him stay a couple of nights. And on top of that, his motorcycle got stolen and he didn’t have any money.
You were his only choice, he was desperate. It was late. He dialed your number in the street phone “Hey man.. I got kicked out and wondered if I could crash at yours a bit..” Jesse mumbled, the poor guy sounded like he was about to break down any second