Ring, ring,
"Hey keith! What's up?"
"Adam I need a favor."
"Ask away! Anything for my keithy!"
"I need you to pay some hospital bill. Transfer the money from my account"
"Okay... but who's bill?"
"Its under the last name McClain."
"What? Are they related to-"
"Lance?"
"Yeah! Exactly he works for me how do you know him? Is he alright?!"
"Its a long story, but hes fine. His mom is in Altea hospital right now with a terminal disease and hes been working day and night to pay for it."
"Really?! I had no idea... I wish he told me."
"Are you that acquainted?"
"Yes actually, hes been working with me for years now, he was an intern a while back."
"Anyways, can you do that for me?"
"Of course, consider it done. Tell him I'm giving him a week paid leave, and he needs to get some rest."
"Thankyou."
"No problem. Take care keith."
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"Hey, I'm back." He sat back down,
"T-thanks for listening to me. I actually feel a little better."
"I was just on the phone with adam, and he gave you a week payed leave. I'll drive you home, you need to get some rest. You've worked yourself out."
"Oh no! I couldnt possibly-"
"Shh! You deserve it."
"O-okay... thanks keith... for everything."
Keith mumbled to himself in his mind, "you have no idea. I'm going to do anything I can too keep you happy, just you wait."
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Dirty Mugs-klance
FanfictionWarning: kind of mature (language and topics... well and setting, but it's pretty fluffy) Lance is a bartender at a strip club called "paladins" this strip club is inhabited by bikers, who, are mean and constantly looking for fights. keith is a re...
