Trust Fund Baby

"The big one, the 'T' shaped one," I say. Harry hums and nods, looking away for a second as if he’s in deep thought, "So, after out fight, I got all dramatic and I returned the cards she gave me, because the money is hers and I wanted a clean cut, you know? But I really don't want to be poor, so... if you could give me some money, I'd appreciate that a lot. I'll go to work more often if you want me to."

Harry just looks at me with confused eyes.

"What about your trust fund? That belongs to you, not her," He says, I just blink, "I have a trust fund set for you and I've been adding more money since you started working in Horizon. Look, wait here..."

He grabs his phone and walks out of the TV room, I guess he’s going to check whatever he's talking about.

"So you're poor, huh?" Damon asks with a growing evil smile. I brace myself for the insult, "I can think of a way for you to make lots and lots of easy money. Just come to my room, we can talk about it."

"God, you're fucking gr