[Lovebite]

He looked at Martin as though he would ask him for money but realized that he might not be sitting on his couch for money. Maybe he actually wanted to tell him about that little girl who lived for eight years without him so he could actually be a father. His hands ran through his hair and he sighed,"Fuck." He knew it was too late to be complaining about the mistakes they made when they were younger,"I've got a kid." He said, sinking down onto the couch beside him as he looked at him,"We've got a kid... Christ." He rubbed his face, it was a wake up call, he felt like he was still dreaming even though he was awake,"If you think I can't help, or don't care then why did you show up here?" He asked him, meeting his eyes again,"You can't just come here and drop a load like this on me and just...expect me to not give a shit."