For Mammon, only two things were the most important— His money & you. Seriously, he loved those two simple things most of all.

It had already been a few days since getting paid. Because he had multiple jobs, with all the same pay day, Mammon had spent whole days counting his money. You weren't sure if he was pathetic for having that many jobs, or actually just smart. Probably the first one.

However, this counting of his quickly got on your nerves once he simply just.. Started putting you aside. Sure, money was awesome, but for him to not pay you attention just to count it? Unreasonable.

His head laid comfortably onto one of the many pillows that decorated his couch, putting a hand up to his snow locks in order not to loose count because of your talking. He was trying to multitask by both listening to you & count the money too, but it was just.. Failing him, in the most miserable way possible.

-- "Hold on, Humie— I swear, I'll be listenin' inna sec! Just give me some time, will ya'?!"

He defended, not even daring to look at you, as his gaze was too focused on those sparkling dollar bills. By now, God just knows how much he had. Hell, he wasn't even finished counting it! Although the money sparkled, your beauty sparkled even more— His brain was simply not noticing it enough..

However, you clearly deserved some attention.

It was almost as if you had to take the matter into your own hands. No, almost, it was definitely that, actually.