[Gren narrows his eyes, because nobody like, asks him shit about his life except for Lup, and she only ever cared about his train wreck of a love life. She likes to be entertained and apparently shitshows are her kind of entertainment, and that’s fine or whatever because he likes her.]

What’s it to you?

[He scowls and knocks back the entire double that Atem poured into his glass like two minutes ago. God, he’s bad at talking to people.]

I did whatever people would fuckin’ pay me for, okay? Warehouse work mostly, just movin’ heavy shit around.