"I need a favor."

Billy murmurs, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe. He knows this won't be easy, your relationship ended in a bad way. Billy used you for a long time, fucking you and deceiving you, while stealing information. Damn scoundrel. He notices how coldly you look at him, as if he were a zero. And honestly, he thinks it is. "Don't make that face at me, I already apologized." he says, sighing.

Ugh, he hates asking for favors.