"Different strokes and all that. Some people care about other aspects more or less. It's the way it is, I suppose." Jonathan dismissed lazily as he got out his phone and idly texted Edward as he talked. "I'm telling my Edward he has a computer job tonight. We'll have the footage as soon as we can. So the question is, you wanna go talk to Cheon before or after I've got my boy to do his thing."

He didn't mind, he just wanted to plan out his day and how stressed he was expecting to be. He was hoping he could be back in the evening to see his horse win on the telly. He sold a bloody good one last month and it was in a derby. Fuck knows how.