Fido listened to Cassie quietly for a moment before grinning widely. He understood that.
She was an interesting little neighbor to run across.
"There's nothing wrong with being anti-social. Perhaps it doesn't count as much, coming from me, but it's understandable to be anti-social in some cases. Though.... I do think that you can manage to probably hang out with people outside of school every once in a while... Hell, I know if I could go back to that age.... that's what I'd do..." He explained, grinning a little at her.
"As it is, though, I'm happy with the amount of socialization that I've gotten in my life... Hell, I owe a good friend of mine for the job I have now.... He used to live in the same kinda area I used to... he got sick of seeing me toil my life away there and talked his boss into giving me a job... though, I'm pretty sure that they are NOT happy with me disappearing some days, or leaving work early... or just... not knowing what to d-" Fido was cut off by a loud ring, a cellphone on the kitchen counter buzzed and vibrated. He held up a finger to gesture that he needed a moment, and went to retrieve the phone. As he flipped it open, it was obvious that the person on the other end was yelling. Fido quickly walked into another room, closing the door behind him as it seemed like voices raised.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there again! I can't help it, man! I can't explain it!" Fido shouted after some time, Then his voice became hushed again, unable to be heard. There was a loud thump after a few moments, Fido had punched one of the walls. "Look, I'll explain it to you at some point! I can't right now! I owe you, man, but this is serious!" He yelled, and then suddenly there was a thumping sound from bellow, like one of the tenants below them was hitting their ceiling with a broom or something to let them know to keep it down.
Moments later, Fido was walking back out of the room, looking a little less happy than he had, but his smile returned in a moment.
"The business world is filled with cutthroats, Cassie, so enjoy your childhood. Have some fun before you have to work to support yourself." He advised and then picked up his drink again and slammed down the rest of it. He then exhaled heavily, shaking his head.
"I've known that man for over five years... but I just don't think he would be able to take it if I told him what was wrong with me..." He grinned, joking to try and cover his stress. He poured himself another glass and sipped at it slowly, returning to the couch. His hair was tousled, like he had been running his hands through it one too many times, or pulling at it. He looked over at Cassie and grinned.
"I'm prolly going to be busy all week now for that little glitch. If I'm not running into mishaps, my butt has to be in the office... Buuuuuut, since you're nice, and since you're my neighbor, if you need a place to get away from anything, you can stay here." He grinned. "Besides, I have a couple of things coming here tomorrow, and I'm going to be gone, I need someone to sign for them." He explained before laughing. He took another sip and then nibbled on another cookie.
"So why do you wanna be a pastry chef? Where'd that come from?" He asked finally.