I turn around, head home, fall asleep before I can eat dinner. And wake up early the following morning, ravenous, to an email delivered a little after midnight. The subject line just reads What you need. The body: If you decide to go for it, I think it should be me.
Bro yes. Omg I love this. What the fuck! How very deliciously consuming! Christ I think I just fell in love with the dude who’s barely had any screen time. Someone abort mission!!
