"Well theres a difference there friend. My parents are dead and yours are alive and you ran away and can always make a choice to go back while I don't have that chance because if I did I wouldn't be here stealing". Chimour said.
"And that is your pacifier, I snagged it from your back pocket, you just don't recognize it because I cleaned it for you". Chimour whispered with a smile.
"You know what? I like you and if you want to you can come to my house and hang out with me, I mean its not like my parents will object after being worm food for eleven years now is it?". Chimour asked.
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 A very presumptuous and pompous prick.
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