<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS5GEw7P6vE/TrTQiEbP-NI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ZM-3VxdEvnA/s1600/Alex+Pettyfer+00.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name: </strong>Thomas Medfield<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Cave, Beach<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Lizzy<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>He looked at her with astonishment. "You what? To do what?" He asked, of course he had to try understand this from a perspective of someone who wasn't as well off as he was. He himself had never had money issues, in fact money never even entered his head. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry to hear that." He said to her. "But it doesn't have to be that way. I mean, I can help you rent a place..." He really couldn't think of how life would be like if he invited her to his place, his parents were going to be mad. "Or... if you don't mind you can come live at my place. If you think you're going to owe me too much otherwise." He stopped her from putting her clothes on. "What are you doing?" He said as he kissed her again. "Come on talk to me. I'm not in a bad mood, it's nothing I couldn't solve."