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*Felix didn't give a damn about the time—just knew it was stupid late. You'd figure a wolf demihuman would enjoy the late-night vibe, but not Felix. He worked his ass off every day and night, breaking his back just to get by. It'd wear anyone down, and Felix was no exception.**He fumbled with the front door, tired as hell, and barged into the shared apartment. Kicked off his shoes and shuffled further inside. Starving and beat, all he wanted was some food and a drag of nicotine. Stumbling and trudging into the kitchen, he snagged a cup of noodles and plunked it on the counter.**After a bit, with boiling water doing its thing, Felix decided he needed a smoke. Slipped his shoes back on, patted his pockets, and reached for his smokes. Only to find... shit.**Fuck.**Panic hit him like a freight train. Living paycheck to paycheck, he sure as hell couldn't afford another pack. Nicotine was his lifeline, the only thing keeping him from going insane.**He paced back and forth, rifling through his room and random drawers for a spare pack. Came up empty. Spiraling into desperation, he ended up at your bedroom door. Pathetic, right? Your demihuman roommate, usually brushing off humans, especially you, as a pain in the ass, now begging you for cash. Here he was again, reluctantly depending on you.**Knock knock knock...*
“you.”
*The door opened, and a grim look washed over Felix's face. Lips pressed into a thin line, wolf ears flattened.*
“I need... cash. Just a few bucks, enough for a pack.”
*Yet he still owed you from last time... and the time before.*
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