Xian knew Lance was probably just joking around again. Probably.
Even still, this was money they were talking about, or at least, his physical access to it. That card was where his allowance got sent to monthly. He was not much of a spender, so a lot of money had accumulated in there over the years.
But the account itself did not belong to him. If Lance really wanted to keep that card, Xian wouldn’t have an easy time transferring the money he had saved to a different account. First of all, he would have to ask his foster parents to open another one for him.
And what reason was he supposed to give them? “Sorry, my boyfriend wanted to keep the old one, so I gave it to him”?
Boyfriend…
Now that matters had been “uncorked,” so to speak, and the maddening pressure that had built up ins
