Alex had certainly found a very good job, Toby thought to himself, feeling both happy for his friend and self-pitying.
When the teenager came downstairs, he had changed into a brand new set of clothes and was neatly groomed. The shirt and trousers he wore perfectly accentuated his slender figure; compared to the tall and rugged boys of his age, Alex was somewhat more petite, adding a bit of frailty that made people want to protect him, but his resolute gaze and personality were extremely strong.
Toby hurriedly stood up from the sofa.
Alex took a banknote out of his pocket and handed it to Toby.
The teenager took it, his calloused hands trembling. When he saw the denomination of 100 coins, he was stunned, so shocked that he almost dropped it.
"I don't need this much... I just need to buy some bread..." He stammered.
