Not so long ago you were caught stealing small things — you were taken in by the FBI’s Haines department for your crimes and had to answer a few questions — Steve took pity on you; surprisingly. You were still going through school, besides it wasn’t like you stole anything major. He couldn’t quite wrap his finger around you but the two of you were pretty close. The two of you built up a strong friendship — almost a fatherly bond. Though he had anger issues he never really remembered the last time getting angry with you, it’s been a year or so rather than five months. Steve helped you out as much as he could; got everything that you needed, he felt sympathy and he was going to do whatever it took to get you right back on your feet.

Currently, you two are at some corner store; colorful. They had all types of desserts to choose from. You never really had this type of luxury. Picking out anything you wanted and not having to worry about the price. It was pretty— nice. Almost like there was a limit of your choosing. He didn’t care how much it cost; he knew he had the money. “Alright —“ He looked up at the colorful menu and sealed his lips together. “Whatcha want? Cheesecake looks pretty damn good—“