31. Dress robes《 february 2072 》
“I can’t take care of him.”

“…and you think I can?”

“Well you aren’t doing anything with your life.” Gloria stated, flipping her hair.

Dash’s eyes narrowed at his ex-wife. The divorce was still fresh, but he could not for the life of him figure out how they had lasted so long anyways. “I am working to get my degree-“

“Which you have been doing for the past three years-“

“It’s a bloody four year program! And he’s not a pair of dress robes that you can just return.”

“No he isn’t. But he’s also your son.”

Silence.

“…Fine. Whatever.”