*Drake leaned against the wall to his small place. He looked out the window and wondered what should happen now, he thought that Roxy wasn't the kind of person to accept his money.*

"She is going to get rid of it. I just know it." *He looks around and picks up the book he took and growls and tosses against the wall. He was only used by people so it was to be expected that she might do that. All that work down the drain for him.* "Whatever. I was only looking out for her." *He looks at the makeshift bed and shakes his head as he crawls out the window.* "Time for a stroll. Since why not?"