"20 huh? Im surprised, i thought you would've been older! And that's good to hear, I'm actually looking for a job myself, i mean i have one but....let's just say they don't treat me well, if you want i could go into detail but im not sure if you would be comfortable with it, and heh...yes im 20, this baby face curse ;w;"
"Well alright, if you say so, So basically i had to get a job at...15 maybe 16? Since my parents weren't the best either, they we're putting their damn drugs before me so i had to take care of myself, when i got the job They almost immediately treated me horribly, they gave me way more work, never gave me a raise for the work they gave me, and worse of all....god i don't know if i should say the last part..."
"....They uhh....burnt my hand...not on accident either, the story is that one day i was just carrying boxes per usual, when my BOSS grabbed me from behind, so of course as any normal guy would do, i turned around anddd caused the boxes to fall on him! I didn't know this but apparently one of my EX friends saw me and thought i just attacked him, so uhh...."
He kinda looked at the counter as his hands shook, trembling from the painful memory
"He u-umm....g-grabbed my hand and....placed it right in some metaled metal, i work in a factory so there was quite a lot of it, he kept it there for a good 10 seconds before i elbowed him and took it out....the skin was pretty much burnt off..."
(....damn i went deep into that 0-0)