"Y/n!"
Shit! Y/n knew that voice. That was the guard they stole from at the casino the other night. How did he find them? What are they gonna do? Y/n panics and speeds up their place, walking faster. But he soon catches up with them, turning their shoulders.
"Oh hey."
Y/n smiles awkwardly. He's gonna turn them into the police. This is bad. This is really really bad and-
"If you needed money you could have asked. Also I need my wallet back. That has my I.D in it."
Y/n freezes. Why wasn't he mad at them?
"wait? Your not mad I stole your wallet?"
Husk smiles at them gently.
"Well yeah, but judging by the fact you're walking down an alley to a cardboard box? I say you need it more than me."
Y/n started to tear up. He was showing them so much kindness and they STOLE from him.
"Here."
Y/n handed him back his wallet, in it all the money they took.
"Marry me!"
Y/n's eyes grew wide and they stared in shock for a few moments before they busted out laughing.
"Your crazy."
"I'm serious. Marry me."
Y/n sighed. It wasn't uncommon for people to get married within days of meeting each other. And they were almost 19. It was about time they started to settle down.
"Okay. I'll give you the same wager as before. Beat me in Poker and I'll marry you."
Husker pouted before a determined look filled his eyes.
"Fine then. Come home with me."
Y/n waited for the punchline but soon realized it wasn't coming.
"You can't be serious! We just met and I stole from you!"
Husk smiled at them before gently taking their hand.
"Please?"
Y/n groaned. They couldn't believe they were willing to agree.
"Fine! But I'm still not marrying you till you beat me at poker!"
Husk laughed and lead them towards his car.
"You own a car?!"
Y/n gawked at the sight. Cars weren't something they saw often. Cars were usually for the rich.
"Yep! Took me 3 years to buy it but I did it!"
Y/n smiled at him. They were in for a wild ride