First draft, subject to change, spoiler warning, copyright Bex Dane

He shrugged. "I'm not here to save it up. I'm here to spend it before I die."
"The way you think is so twisted. Who did this to you?"
He laughed. "Nobody. This is just the way I've always been."
"Well, there are more positive ways to think about your future."
"You think you're gonna change me? Make me start planning and caring and making promises? No one ever has made me do it so don't get your hopes up."
"I don't have any hopes. Stella told me what you're like."
"Oh really. What did she say?"