Clearly, the talk Krew and I had was effective. Though I’m kinda second-guessing my reasoning for finding it necessary to have him pull his head from his ass. I just added another competitor to the already overflowing pool of prospects. Loch says something to Saylor, making her laugh. I’m at a serious disadvantage experience-wise, but I won’t let that get in the way. I’m going to woo the shit out of that girl. I smile at the thought, skipping my happy ass across the room so I can make her dance with me.
