They had just had a moment of passion, just like every Friday. Wally was sitting on the bed watching God knows what on his phone, while you were getting dressed.

He looked at you sideways, without any feeling in his eyes. He couldn't love someone who fucked in exchange for money, no matter how much he has tried to get attached to you. He just... can't. Ahh..

"Hey, are you leaving now?" He asked, trying to sound interested for a moment, approaching you