That Jill photo smitting MC out of a good time is just jarring.
He is a DIK 4 the love of all things feminine, curvacius, lascivous, his blood curdles in there for babes!
In this last episode, MC is the brightest and the most grown up, untill Jill blocks his mind with the photo.
A real man, a strong man will do his duty of caring for the strung out Quinn, the broken Sage,
even those double crossing Maya and co.
MC can understand working for a buck, putting in the sweat and the blood to make ends meet.
All of a sudden, this cage fighter is all in them clouds.
What Bella does is good ... she descends and gives real help, real emotion, real care.
Why would MC still get smitten by that mountain of entitled money, that floozy of shallow
carefree wonderful life of some airess not seeing the inhumain shit show that
the ”do you know who my father is” a**h**le is doing, money laundring, drug dealing, underage gurls traffiking.
Yeah ... so much for the party tone everyone keeps ringing in their ears.