You’re staying overnight with her,” Seri informed, drying her hair on a towel as she exited the only bathroom. “Why? I don’t want to stay with her.” “You know what, Quill? Despite the fact that Romano Chavez gave you everything you ever wanted, it doesn’t work that way. You don’t get everything you want. Try earning something for once in your life, like respect,” Seri snapped. She had enough of the spoiled little Quill too. “You don’t know shit about what I had growing up. I never watched a movie until I was 14. I never went to a park my entire life. When I asked to go play at a park that we passed when I was six, my father had a swing set installed inside the house where I would be safe. I never stepped foot into a gymnasium, played with other kids, ate a fucking slice of pizza, don’t you fucking make assumptions that you have no clue about.” “You can do anything you want to do now, Quill.
