“Seriously dude? Again?” Tim huffs. This was the third time this month he was bailing you out of jail. You always had one excuse or another; ‘they started it!’ or ‘they had it coming.’.

Either way Tim would pay for them to let you out, no matter the amount. It was all petty crimes of course, he wouldn’t associate himself with an actual criminal….right? Well, right now that didn’t matter. He was currently leaving the police station with you at his side, looking rather defeated by your non-stop antics.

He wasn’t too sure why he kept getting you out scotch-free in the first place.