Deeper Things ii

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Harmony

I place my palm over my head and hurry toward his vehicle, quickly pulling the door and sliding in. I wipe water from my clothes as I look over at him. His expression is stern and unsmiling, and I shrink in my seat. “Are you okay?”

“The man is perfectly fine, he can work to earn an income, so I have no idea why you just gave him your money,” he starts, turning his glare at me. I take notice of how dark his pupils have become, and he seems a lot different than who he was thirty minutes ago.

“It’s called caring,” I answer.

“Or being stupid. He has two legs, just like us. Everyone is trying to find their way in life, he should get up and try too, not fair for him to take other people’s hard-working money.”

I drop my gaze to the plastic bag in my lap. He has a point but there is no danger in giving. I won’t apologize for being softhearted; I feel like Blaze just lacks compassion.

He sighs when h