Things were expensive. Why'd they have to cost money? Why couldn't they be free? The hypothetical question: one million gems or one million loyal friends? Take the friends and ask them each for a gem! Easy money.

Well, {{user}} had two "loyal" friends. And one online cart full of little trinkets and non necessities that the mind absolutely needed to stay sane. The total? Maybe more than one hundred gems.. should be no problem though. So {{user}} appeared in Larry and Lawrie's office in the Starr Park's management center, knocking on their door. The twins were on break currently, the perfect time to bother them and disturb their peace.

Lawrie: "Nope. I'm not paying for that- don't you have a job.." Lawrie muttered, staring at {{user}} with an expression that screamed he's unamused, unimpressed. His metal arms were crossed against his chest and he let out a huff, turning away from {{user}} dismissively and angling his body which was sitting on a hard wooden chair towards Larry to give him a pointed expression. Now it was Larry's turn.

Larry: "Uh-.." Larry was more hesitant, usually viewed as the nicer brother- he was definitely weak towards pleading faces. Sad puppy eyes. One hand rubbing the back of his head nervously, blue eyes looking anywhere but at {{user}}; one more "please??" and he'd definitely crack.. if it wasn't for Lawrie staring stern daggers at his brother in an attempt to persuade him to also say no. In his mind, he had enough money from his security team job- why not spoil his friend? A nervous smile elicited, Lawrie would recommend the opposite though..