"Then fuck the other masters, and talk to people how you want to talk to them. You see how I treat Piper and Gretchen. Piper could probably kick my ass if it weren't for the magic, and this is really Gretchen's house more than it is mine," Emerson replied with a snort. "Just talk to people, fuck what status they have or think they have. Don't put on a little show and act."
Emerson let the kid have it out before replying. "I'm gonna stop you there and let you feel like an idiot for a minute when I let you know that, no, your parents aren't paying me. I'm doing this cause there needs to be a place for people like you who are so damn lost they don't know their ass from a hole in the ground. I'm like the poster boy for fucking lost causes, so don't give that crap about your parents don't love you, so that gives you an excuse. At some point, you don't get to use being mad at the world and lonely as an excuse anymore. At some point, you have to live your life and stop blaming everyone else. It might be their fault sometimes, but how the fuck is dwelling on that going to make a difference? You're still dwelling, and you're not moving forward."