Sunny's shitty apartment (its underground...)

I frown
"Unlike your asshole parents, I would prefer you not become a mindless zombie."

"They probably work for my father . ." I muttered.

"Being?"

"That's one thing about my father. he would never tell me his name."

I wanted to say something about how hers hadn't either, but that was her business. Mostly. "Not too uncommon for anyone," is all I say
"My dad told me his name!"
"Reeally?"

"Didn't seem like it, where I grew up."

"Then you grew up like Sunny did. Away from reality," I say
"Hmph"

"My reality has to have been just as much of a bitch as your reality."

"I don't know your reality, so I can't judge."

I shrugged. "Your dad didn't become a draculoid and ghost the rest of your family, did he?"

I cough
I"I'm too old for that!"

"Dinosaur."

"Fuck you."

"I'd rather that with her, than you." I said, pointing at . .Christine . .Christina . .whatever her name was.

I take out my raygun, "How 'bout neither. Or you try and I kick your ass."
I sigh, sitting on the floor

"What, you don't have to put your weapons on the table?"

"Nope. I pay for food, I don't have to give up my weapons."

"Big shot, hmm?"

"What?"

"You think you can do what you want 'cause you pay the bills?"

"God! Cool it! Both of ya!"

I looked down at the girl and rolled my eyes.

"Go to hell!"
I smirk

"I'm already there." I muttered.

"Well, I gotta run. Seeya kid," I walk out the door
I lock it after him