"They'd give you a strange look if you did anyway..."
He'd retort, resting his cheek against his palm with a sigh.
"No, it's fine. Leave it alone. I can ... Use this to the advantage. A social college life. That's the sort of thing Ronaldo would have."
Esme blinks, shocked by the other's attitude. But he'll step back.
β I'm not taking you back to any orphanage, Ronaldo. β
β‘Β°.β’γ ESME HEADLEY γ
Pushing his glasses up onto his face, he gave a disgruntled sigh.
"The least you could do .. Otherwise I'd assume it's back to the orphanage for me. Unloved by my own flesh and blood.."
β Okay! Okay, let me talk to them, alright? I'll see what I can do. Justβlet me get into costume. β
β‘Β°.β’γ ESME HEADLEY γ
"I specifically wanted a room for myself! Me and myself! And now they are forcing me to live with someone else who I know nothing about..!"
"How am I meant to enjoy myself when I'm forced to live with another boy!"