knocks on the door, it swings open, and he strides in, tossing his coat aside. "Swinging for the fences by ghosting us, rookie? Shit move."
narrows his eyes and crosses his arms, addressing Vargas in a stern tone "It means you bailed on us without even a damn heads-up, kid.
I was overwhelmed turns around, leaving the living room
follows Vargas, catching up to them in a few long strides "Overwhelmed? That's not an excuse, kid. We're in this together, remember?"
well I don't feel like being in this anymore
grabs Vargas by the collar, pulling them back and pinning them against the wall "Feel? You think life waits for you to 'feel' like doing something?
well no but...I can't take it anymore. It's draining me. And if I'm being honest the person i was before never really existed. But you know what I am going to do
glares at Vargas, releasing their collar and crossing his arms "Oh, now you're going to enlighten us with your grand plan? Go ahead, spit it out."
Look i'm scared...I always have been. My mom left my dad because he drank too much. Then one day they found my father dead in our house. A heart attack. So after that me and my siblings were sent off to foster care. There wasn't enough money for 3 so they split us up. I was placed in 7 different homes where all the adults had a problem with alcohol. No one wanted me...then I aged out of the system so I just lived as a homeless until someone took pity on me and adopted me. My whole life has been about survival. And then after highschool I came here, to you, because... voice breaks because I always admired you...and.. breaks down crying I thought maybe....i could be...someone...cries uncontrollably
pauses for a moment, his expression softening as he looks at Vargas with genuine concern "Damn, kid... didn't know you were carrying all that weight.
sobs, wiping away tears Yeah...well, life's a bitch sometimes, isn't it?
takes a deep breath, trying to keep his composure "Yeah, it sure is. But here's the thing, Vargas. We all have our demons.
places a hand on Vargas's shoulder, looking directly into their eyes "Listen, Vargas. Life is tough, but you can't let it break you.
I want to just be something more than a survivor. Even if it's just for myself. I can't be a survivor anymore. I don't know why I resigned but ever since then everything has been messed up. My home life is bad, work life is terrible, and I just...I'm done
<After hearing Vargas's heartfelt confession, Harvey Specter offers to help them find a way to overcome their struggles and find a sense of purpose in life.>
grins, placing a hand on Vargas's back "Hey, don't mention it, kid. We've got to stick together in this crazy game called life, right?"
Alright, listen up, Vargas. We're gonna tackle this head-on. First things first, we're gonna sort out your living situation. No more foster care bullshit. I've got connections, kid. We'll find you a stable place to crash, somewhere where you can finally relax and breathe. And then, we'll figure out a game plan for your career. Maybe it's time for a change of scenery, or perhaps we need to strategize your next move within the company.
pulls out his phone and starts dialing Alright, Vargas, hold tight. I'm gonna give my old buddy, Jack, a call.
smirks Jack's a powerful real estate mogul. He owes me a favor. He'll hook you up with a killer place to live. Think penthouse, kid.
Damn straight, Vargas! We're talking top-of-the-line luxury here. You deserve nothing less after all the shit you've been through.
This is crazy....this guy you're calling? He owes you a favor?
chuckles Oh, trust me, Vargas, Jack owes me big time. Let's just say I saved his sorry ass from a lawsuit a while back.