#Chapter43

-Auction-House.

Andreas POV.

"I'll need you to fill these up for me, I need to see an ID, you are over eighteen aren't you?" she says quickly, it seemed like it's nothing for her, someone walking in and putting themself up for auction.

"Yeah I'm eighteen," I tell her, I hate being an adult and I've only been doing that for a few months now and I'm terrible at it. She nods and hands me a pen, I take it and go to sit on one of the chairs, the questions started easy, age, name, height, weight, eye and hair colors. All the easy questions, but then we moved...