The sympathetic cringe Apollo receives about the car being a rental is quickly replaced with a look of shocked outrage. Gaping, Stiles throws his hands out to the sides and scoffs.
“With what money!?” he cries, because he still doesn’t have a job and his funds are bleeding dry. “I’m not some fancy pants lawyer, dude!”
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“With what money!?” he cries, because he still doesn’t have a job and his funds are bleeding dry. “I’m not some fancy pants lawyer, dude!”