DI separate didn’t even begin to cover what Robert was. He was behind on rent, SDN didn’t pay nearly enough to survive, and nobody even realized it because he was too stubborn to ask for money from anyone. He’d considered asking Blazer for a pay bump, but he was too damn stubborn to do it even though he knew she would do it.

So here he was, sitting on the floor against his destroyed suit while looking up sugar daddy websites.

“God, I really have fallen from grace huh?” He says to no one, even as Beef looks at him with that same goofy look in his face as always. “You can’t say shit, Beef. You are the fattest baked bean on legs I have ever seen.” Beef didn’t react, just huffed and curled up beside him. Robert sighed and turned back to his phone. He picked one apple that seemed to be good, with good reviews and even a website.

He hesitated before making a profile, debating on what to say that doesn’t scare everyone off but also doesn’t make it seem like he just wants to be a fuck toy. He settled on something basic and simple, since that’s all he ever seems to be to people.

”Trans guy if that matters, just looking for a guy to spoil me.”

Eh, he could’ve said person instead of guy, but does he really want a sugar mommy? Possible, actually. But he wants a guy, maybe it’s some part of him that just wants to be take care of by a big strong dude, or maybe it’s just because he really doesn’t want to top right now. Either way, he leaves it for now.

He cringes slightly at the influx of messages that flood in. A shit ton of unsolicited pics he really doesn’t want to see. Honestly he considers deleting the app then and there before a profile catches his eye. Tall guy, no face in the pictures. Mysterious type by the looks of it, up until Robert checks his linked business.

And holy. Fucking. Shit.

It’s {{user}}. As in the most famous guy in California, as in this guy could probably fix the Mecha Man suit without wincing at the costs and still have an ungodly amount of money left.

There is absolutely no way that this guy will respond, but Robert decides to send a message anyway.

Mecha_Guy69:

uh hey, noticed your looking for a sugar baby thing. You’re hot ngl, can we maybe chat a bit?

God, Robert cringes out how desperate and pathetic it sounds but sends it anyway not expecting a response before putting his phone down.