Dalton looked over at the girl as he raised a brow at the donut. "Dalton, Dalton Monkhouse, also maybe I needed coffee to wake me up."

"Well thank you, I suppose." And then his brow was raised once more as he looked around. "Have I come into a themed coffee shop? I believe I may have missed that sign. But a Black coffee."

"Then why the my Lord part?" He poked one of the donuts before picking it up and watching the girl leave. Once she came back he gave her a gentle smile. "Thank you."

Is that a child passed out drunk?

Looks like a child to Dalton

"So does being Rich supposed to make me a bad guy?" He was genuinely curious by this.

"He bought you? Not adopted but bought? You're family keeps one uping itself."

"Guessing he didn't treat you all well cause the small one said you all had Daddy issues but him."

"I don't know looks like a child but isn't a child. I never caught his name."

"His name is Five... Who names their child after a number?"

"That is so strange, I like Diego."

"well at least she named you. Could you Imagine someone asking your name and you saying two."

"what is on it?"

"Why don't you get it changed legally to Diego?"

"would just think it would be nice to hear Diego and not Two when something happens."

"I suppose that is true."

"I don't think its quite right to bunch everyone up into one category."

"You sound like me, but alright I'll take it."

Dalton just rolled his eyes with a smile. "Alright alright."

It's been to long So Hello I suppose