#ill probably clean up my drafts see if i cant get a fresh start on things

[nostomannia]

Hi. I'm trying to get myself back into writing but pain and suffering, lmao. May reblog my permanent starter call again- however I think I might drop my starter call stuff just because some of those have been on hold Forever.

[horanstouch]

Turning the T.V. off, he let out a loud sigh and set his guitar to the side then strolled into the kitchen to grab a beer and some chips. “Brain food” as he liked to call it. Back on the couch his phone let out a loud tone alerting him that it was time to head to work. He groaned and went to snooze the alarm. Walking to his room he continued to mess around with the song in his head, tapping his fingers on his leg just trying to find the right beat. He glances in the mirror as he changes and frowns.

“Man I really need to go to the gym again…” he said to himself, “maybe this weekend.”

Soon he is on his way out grabbing his keys to his car and heads to work. Music fills the car relaxing his mind a little before arriving to his shift.

“About time you got here!” his manager Nora said from behind the bar.

“What are you on about? I’m on time as always!” Niall chuckled as he joined her in cleaning off the counter.

“You finish that one song yet?”

He groaned, “Not yet. Don’t know why it’s takin’ me so long to get it. Usually finish a song in a few days max.”

“Well, you’re talented. I’m sure it’ll be your best song so far,” she gave him a smile and walked over to take the order of some people that had just walked in.

Keeping his head down Niall focused on his work, filling orders and soon he was near the end of his shift. Nora came over and gave him an order of someone at the end of the bar. He was filling the order when someone spoke up, “That’s a nice song. Where’d you hear that?”

Niall looked up to see a cute brunette with the prettiest eyes he’d ever seen. By her American accent he could tell she wasn’t from around Dublin, probably here on vacation. He shook his head a little, slightly confused, “Excuse me?”

“The song you were just humming? It’s nice. You hear that from somewhere?”

He could feel his cheeks flush a little, “Oh, didn’t realize I was humming. But uh, I actually wrote it-” he corrects himself and hands her the drink, “well, I’m trying to write it. I’m a bit stuck on this one.”

“You write a lot of songs? Moonlight as a musician?” she laughs a bit and sips her drink, “and you’re a great bartender. You must be making someone very happy.”

Niall shakes his head and laughs. “Not exactly. Haven’t had any luck finding a girl to stick around.” He grabs a rag and starts to clean the counter. “But if you ever want to hear me play, I have small gigs here on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”

She gives him a small smile and nods “Guess I’ll be back tomorrow then. Better put on a great show for me on my few days here then.” She finishes her drink and sets her empty glass to the side, “could I get another?”

He nods and starts making her next drink. “So what brings you to the wonderful city of Dublin?” he asks, grabbing the garnish for the glass.

“Pleasure,” she responds as he hands her the drink, “for sure. I have been traveling around different countries: England, Italy, France, Spain, Portugal, and now, I’m here in Ireland. Just been traveling on my savings and seeing the sights, learning about the different cultures,” a slight smirk appears on her face, “meeting new people.” Niall felt himself blush more and looked down at a bit. “But sadly I have to return to reality and go back home on Saturday, so I am trying to the most in the last few days I’m here.”

“Niall we need you to cover a table over here!” Nora’s voice tore his attention away from conversation.

“Alright!” he answered. He mouthed a quick sorry and headed over to take care of the group of guys that surrounded a small booth in the back of the pub.

He was gone for no more than five minutes but when he came back to the bar, all he found was a paid check and a finished drink. Niall looked around but he didn’t see the girl anywhere. He sighed grabbing the money off the counter to close out the tab. A small slip of torn paper fell from the pile of cash and onto the counter. He smiled to himself when he saw she left her number for him and slipped the paper into his pocket before getting back to finishing his shift.

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Tossing his keys on the counter and relaxing on to the couch with a beer in hand, Niall flips the T.V. on to some movie that was already half way over. He fished the piece of paper out of his pocket and typed a message out to her.

Hey , it’s Niall , the bartender from tonight . I didn’t want to be too forward with ya , but you did leave your number so I figured id see where ya snuck off to .

He set his phone down on his knee and grabbed his guitar, strumming lightly. His heart was beating faster with each minute that passed without a response. Every few minutes he found himself needing to pull his attention back to his strumming. Soon the light message tone rang from his phone making Niall’s head snap up to attention.

Sorry I didn’t get back sooner! I was on the phone with my family. 

Glad to see you got my note though.  

No worries , sooooo I have to ask

Am I gonna get a name from ya ?

My name’s Elena. Nice to officially meet you, Niall.(:

Elena. He leaned his head back and smiled. The name fit her so well. He wasn’t sure what made him think that, but he definitely saw it. And he liked it. He looked at his phone again and typed out a new message

Delighted to officially meet you as well , Elena .

Sorry about leaving with no warning btw it wasn’t because of you

In case you were wondering that. I just have an early day tomorrow.

That’s actually a relief ! thought I scared ya off or something .

Not in the slightest. Actually wish I could have stayed longer.

Niall’s heart stopped racing. It felt so easy to talk to her. So easy in fact they ended up talking for hours. Soon it was the middle of the night and he could feel the exhaustion taking over him. Her as well considering the amount of time between messages was starting to vary. He lay in bed and typed out one last question to her before he felt himself dozing off.

So , Elena .. can I expect to see you tomorrow at the gig ?

He set his phone to the side and curled into his blankets and closed his eyes, his TV playing softly while its sleep timer counted down. He was nearly asleep when his phone went off a few minutes later.

I would love to be at your gig.

Can’t miss a chance to hear some Niall originals. (:

A smile spread across his sleepy face as he finally drifted off to sleep thinking of the day to come.

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Niall woke up early and decided to get a quick golf game in after breakfast. He ate a quick bowl of cereal and threw together a protein shake before heading to the course. Golfing usually gave him a clear head, which he was hoping would get past this writers block. He felt so relaxed when he played, just like with his guitar. All his worries left his mind for even a brief period of time, but it always made him feel so much better. He wasn’t sure what it was about golfing that put him so at ease, the peace and quiet, the fresh air, the satisfying feeling of playing a good game. It all made him think clearer.

He was just about to start the next hole when he felt his phone go off.

Hope you’re working on that song! Cant wait to hear it (:

Just clearing my head and ill be getting right back to work on it .

Been driving me absolutely nuts .

Awe.. I’m sorry. I’m sure you’ll get it though. And it’s going to be amazing

He smiled and put his phone back in his pocket to keep playing his game. After a few more holes, he finished playing and headed back to his house to relax a bit before the gig. Settling into his usual spot on the couch and grabbing his guitar he pulled up his voice memos on his phone. After about the tenth listen, he groaned and leaned his head back in frustration.

‘Never have this much trouble writing a fuckin song..’ he thought to himself, ‘why is this so hard?’

Mindlessly strumming the tune for the thousandth time, he closed his eyes and hummed what he already had. He decided to give up and talk to Elena till he had to get ready.

Don’t think the song is gonna be done by tonight .. really stuck.

How was your sight seeing today ?

I’m sorry to hear that ): but the sightseeing went great!

Got to see some pretty cool stuff

Dublin is quite the city. Ill definitely have to be back

Yeah ? Let me know next time you’re here maybe I can give ya a tour .

Show you all the best places to go .

I’d love that!

And if you’re ever in America, I can give you a tour!

Which should be easy, things never change in that town

Things never change in that town. Those words repeated in his head while he strummed when something finally clicked. Moving quickly he grabbed his phone and typed in his notes before he forgot. Words started pouring out of his mind and the song was finally starting to make sense. Line after line, he typed until a rough draft of lyrics finally sat in front of his eyes and he had never felt so relieved. A huge smile spread across his face as he read them through. He grabbed his guitar and strummed lightly as he tried the words out so see how it sounded. He played about thirty seconds and then listened back to the voice memo. It was perfect. It was exactly what he wanted it to sound like. He started the recording and played the whole way through. Still perfect.

“It’s fucking done,” he chuckled to him self, “ its finally fucking done.”

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“Want a beer while you set up?” Nora asked as she walked by Niall setting up on the small stage in the back.

He glanced up for a second and nodded, “Yeah, Guinness would be great thanks!” he said before going back to making sure everything was in order for the show.

His phone sat next to him, not a notification for hours. He was getting a little worried that Elena may not show up; maybe she forgot, or maybe she never actually wanted to come in the first place. He shook his head. Of course that’s not why she wasn’t here yet. She wouldn’t have left her number if she didn’t want to come see him. He looked around at the people that were slowly starting to come in. Some regulars sat closer to the table and gave him a small greeting, which he returned. Other people that were probably just there for a drink or two filled in the empty tables everywhere else. He sat on the small stool in front of the microphone, resting his guitar in his lap.

“Hi everyone, I’m Niall Horan and I’m gonna play a few songs for ya tonight. I hope you enjoy,” he smiled and began to play, getting lost in the music and closing his eyes. The whole pub melted away and he felt like he was alone just doing what he loves to do without a care in the world. After what felt like forever, his eyes opened to the sound of clapping and light cheers from the people watching. That’s when he saw her sitting at a small table by herself off to the side. His smile widened as she waved at him slightly. He took a sip of his beer and moved along to the next song in his set. He played through a few more songs before taking a break. Soon Elena was walking toward him clapping lightly.

“So what did ya think?” he raised an eyebrow and looked over at her.

“Niall those songs are amazing! I can’t believe you wrote all those!” she beamed and sat on the edge of the stage, careful not to knock anything over.

“I’m glad I delivered then! Are ya able to stay for the rest of the set? I only have about 5 songs left.” He drank more of his beer and looked at her.

She nodded, “I’m all yours for the night.” Niall felt a slight blush rise to his cheeks at her words, which by her slight laugh, she definitely noticed.

“That’s actually good to hear, because I was wondering if you would wanna stick around after? Want your opinion on something. If that’s okay?

“More than okay. I can’t wait,” she smiled and got up, “I’ll let you get back to it then.” She returned to her table and Niall brought his attention back to the audience to play the remainder of the set.

He finished his last song at about 11:00PM and began to pack up the equipment and one of his coworkers helped him carry it out to his car. He went back in to grab his jacket from the lounge and saw Elena waiting for him by the door.

“Ready?” he asked opening the door for her.

“Lead the way.”

Together they walked to his car and got in. The drive back to his place seemed so fast compared to when he drove alone. Conversation flowed so naturally between them, he couldn’t believe they already had been in the car for thirty minutes till he saw the familiar street signs in the close distance in front of them. He parked the car and helped her out, leading her inside. “Have a seat on the couch, make yourself at home,” he said walking to the kitchen, “would you like anything to drink? Water, beer, wine?”

“A beer sounds great, thanks!” She set her bag on the floor and glanced around, taking in her new surroundings. Niall’s home looked very similar to what she expected, with a few surprises. Family pictures, a college degree, small trinkets all adorned the shelves along the white walls. His TV was mounted above a small fireplace. A small rug lay under his coffee table in front of the couch. She smiled to herself at how much his house matched the small portion of his personality she had seen in the last day. It was sleek and modern, but still felt very comfortable. A beautiful vintage guitar sat off to the side and she walked over to it, running her fingers gently down the neck as she admired it.

“Nice isn’t it?”

His voice made her jump and look at him, “S-sorry,” she stepped back and grabbed the beer he handed to her.

He smiled a bit. “Didn’t mean to sneak up on you like that.”

“You have a really nice place. Very you,” she pointed at the pictures on the shelves of Niall when he was younger. “Those are adorable by the way.”

His head tilted back in a loud laugh and the smile on Elena’s face grew even bigger. “Thaaanks. Was a good lookin’ lad I’d say!” he responded making his way to sit on the couch. She followed and sat next to him leaning against the back of the couch.

“So you wanted my opinion on something?” she raised here eyebrow at him. “ How can I help you out?”

“Right!” He set his bottle down on the table and reached for his guitar. “I wanted you to be the first one to hear the song that took me fuckin ages to write.

Elena sits up a little and smiles “You finished it! How’d you do it?”

“Actually it was what you texted me earlier about your home town. Something about the words ‘things never change in that town’ made something click in me head and the words just came pretty easily after that and,” he started playing the beginning of the song, “ since you helped me finish the song I wanted you to hear it first.”

He looks down at his hands and starts to sing. His eyes slowly started to close as he focused on playing, but her never left his face. She was absolutely mesmerized by how soft he looked singing. Even more so with the sweet, folksy tune that was being played on his acoustic guitar.  He got so into his music that he looked like he had not a care in the entire world. She propped her arm up on the back of the couch and leaned against her hand as her eyes watched his lips and she took in every word that came out of them. She was pulled out of her gaze as the song came to an end and the room fell silent. He opened his eyes and looked at her.

“So how’s it sound? Do I need to work on it at all?” his hands rested on the top of his guitar and played with them anxiously as he waited for her answer.

“Niall, that was… wow…” she looked at his hands and then up at him again.

“I-I know it’s not that great.. It needs work or maybe I should just toss it.” He looked down and set his guitar to the side.

“What are you talking about? Niall that was so sweet. I loved it,” she rested her hand on his, “I promise. You don’t need to work on it or scrap it. You wrote a fucking amazing song.

He blushed and looked at her, “Thanks, Elena. But you helped me write it. Never could’ve done it without ya.” This time she was the one blushing at his words as she looked away and drank more from her bottle. “You wanna hang out for a bit? Could play you some more songs, or we can just watch something on TV. Whatever you want.”

“I wouldn’t say no to a movie. You have any popcorn or snacks?” He nodded at her and they walked to the kitchen grabbing almost every snack Niall had in his cupboards before returning to the couch. Niall turned the TV on and they flipped through the guide to find a movie to watch.

They stayed that way for hours just laughing and joking around with each other, stealing glances every now and then. Niall looked at Elena near the end of their third movie and his eyes took in everything about her. How her beautiful brown eyes focused on the screen and how her they lit up at the lighthearted parts of the movies. Her hair framed her face and she had freckles that dotted the bridge of her nose. His eyes glanced at her lips and all he could think about was how he wanted to kiss her. She looked over and he blushed knowing he had been caught. But Elena just smiled a little and raised an eyebrow at him. He leaned towards her slightly not knowing if she wanted him to do anything or not. He didn’t have to wonder much longer because soon he felt his lips press against his. She kissed him slowly at first until she felt him kiss back. He cupped her face and they shifted to face each other more. He moved his hands to her hips and pulled her closer to him while she wrapped her arms around his neck. They kissed harder and she moved to straddle his hips.

She pulled back slightly, “I-Is this okay?” she asked looking at him.

He nodded and brought his lips back to hers; kissing her gently, “Whatever you’re comfortable with, love.”

She nodded and leaned back in kissing him slowly again. Her hands made their way up to his hair pulling at his little curls slightly causing a soft moan against her lips. Niall knew he needed to pace himself but he felt like he couldn’t it. Kissing her felt so good, he never wanted to stop. He kissed her harder and he felt her pull his hair again making him moan again. His lips moved to her neck and she gasped softly as kissed down it. His hands gently moved her hips to press down against them causing a moan from both of them. He started to lift her shirt slightly but stopped when he felt her hands on his.

He dropped her shirt and leaned back to look at her, “S-Sorry, I thought maybe you wanted to…?”

She shook her head, “No, no, trust me I-I do… but tonight can we just take this a little slower?” He felt her fingers run through his hair and he nodded.

“Of course… like I said, whatever you’re comfortable with, love.”

She smiled slightly and leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips. Her hands slid to his cheeks as she rested her forehead against his. “Sorry to leave you hanging like that,” they both laughed.

“Don’t worry about it. We can stick to this if that’s what you’re okay with. Or we can stop and just watch another movie.” He rubbed his hand gently on her lower back.

“We can watch one more movie and cuddle or something?” she lifted herself off him and sat next to him. He held her close while she leaned her head on his shoulder as another movie played on TV. They stayed that way till they both fell asleep.

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Niall woke up kind of late the next day on his couch covered with a blanket. He sat up and looked around, but seemed to be alone.

“Elena? You still here?” No answer. He sighed and grabbed his phone unlocking it to see a few messages from her waiting.

Slipped out pretty early and didn’t want to wake you

Last night was great btw

But since I still feel bad for leaving you hanging I hope this will help.

His eyes went wide as he saw the picture she sent him. She lay in the bed of her hotel in just her bra and a pair of shorts. The ends of her hair covered her shoulders and one hand rested on her ribs. Niall stared at the picture for a few minutes before he could type a response back to her.

Well that’s a nice surprise to wake up to !

And don’t feel bad about it , it was still great .

Thought you’d enjoy that!

Maybe we can see each other again before I leave?

Maybe we can actually…

You know…

Elena , I think this is about to be the start of a lovely friendship !

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Over the next year, they had kept up a routine of being a relief for each other when it was needed. There was no romantic commitment, but it was consistent and that’s all they needed. They always found a way back to visit one another. He would visit her, she would visit him, and sometimes they’d meet in the middle. When none of that worked out they survived on video chats and pictures. For the first time in months, Niall was back on his way to see her. His plane touched down and as soon as he could he texted her to let her know he was here. His knee was shaking waiting for people to get all their bags and exit the plane. He had traveled with as little items as he could so he would just have to grab his luggage from baggage claim. Soon Niall was off the plane, had his bag, and was in a car to see her. Getting to her house he brought his stuff to the front door and knocked only once before it swung open.

“Finally!” Elena wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in for a hug, practically dragging him inside.

“Easy now, ya don’t wanna knock me over!” He laughed and hugged her back kicking the door shut behind him.

She pulled him close and pressed her lips against his, “can you blame me?” her hands slid down his chest and pulled his shirt off. “I’ve missed my favorite friend.”

He smirked and kissed back, “I missed ya too, love.”

[leagueofawesomedudes]

Week 7 Preview:

Week 7 Preview:

Welcome to the week 7 iteration of the preview written by the Squads’ southern-most member. While I begin to write this, I am struggling to come up with fresh humor to throw at you all. So this preview might be like TJ’s version of a marathon, I’ll only do half it. Although, If I put in half as much effort as solden has put into getting laid lately, then this thing will be longer than Sam’s sweet clean meat after seeing Jared as Han Swolo. Ive rambled long enough so we should probably slide into this weeks matchups like Holla slide into Robins boats, head first.  

 Matchups:

G-reg 3rd Leg vs The Brady Bunch

So after 3 years of not changing my name from the generic name given, I decided to switch it up. Why not name my Team after Greg. Gotta rep the 7th floor crew while we still can and Greg was about as reliable as Joe Thomas. Hadn’t missed a regular season game in 9, yes 9 years. So next year I’m naming my team after a player Sam’s team, that’ll fuck him over. Now, with Aaron Rodgers going down, G-regs third leg doesn’t have much left to stand on. But after numerous trade inquiries, a new QB will take over and its none other than Big dick Mitch. I square off against Doug this week. Doug is 3-3, that’s such a Doug Record. Doug certainly has some talent on his team, we’ll see if Kareeem Hunt can continue to over perform. Dez will prolyl have a solid game against SF, and Brady will put up numbers against Atlanta, So this one looks to Be in the Shady Bunch’s favor but I cant bet against myself.

 So G-reg will show the Brady Bunch his third leg and will come home with a win. In the end, everything is a dick measuring contest anyway. Unless you’re TJ, and you always fall back on the hole big balls thing.

3rd leg>1 shade of grey

 Jon SnOBJs vs Crows before Hoes

 I’m not sure why Paul named his team this. Are you that big of a Crowell fan? If so, don’t tell TJ. I’m somewhat disappointed pot stirrin paul has been fairly silent this week. Of all weeks, it’s time for a little stirring to get Chads vein popping, as well as the one on his forehead. Going through the rosters this week I noticed one anomaly.  Paul not only has one black QB, but he has two. For that reason, I pretty much have to pick team BJ. Team No Bj, is looking thin this week too. A team that once looked like it could catch more balls than Pauly on a Friday night, now just isn’t the same. With the news that Chad is going to start two tight ends and neither is named gronk, jimmy, or martellus, that has made this decision just a little bit harder. But since much of fantasy is due to luck and not managerial skill, which Sam has been proven the last 3 years, I will pick Chad. Despite him starting two tight ends, the only tight end Chad is interested in, is Paul’s.

 Jon SnOBjs > Pauls tight end

 Hollas Heavy Hitters vs The injured Reserve

I expect big things out of Matty Ice this week going against a weak Patriots secondary. Congrats to Holla for having one of the best looking guys in the NFL according to the research we did at Paul’s, Eric Decker. But Choll has Amendola, also highly ranked. Starting any player who plays the browns is always a good move, its even better if you can start two like Holla, Decker and D. Walker. Across the board, Holla has good matchups, Shady is even going against a weak Tampa D. I’m not sure if either of these managers drafted their teams, set their lineups, or even read this preview. I do however know Holla Bee-bopped and hopscotched around Athens for HC. Casey got in huge trouble from the old lady for being the vicinity of another female while in Athens.  And Doug still has a 401K. Got a bit off track there, but so has Sammy Watkins who is one of Cholls wideouts.  I continue to expect big numbers out of the rookie Fournette as well as Jordan Howard as the Bears ease in the Pretty Boy Assassin. I think this one goes to Choll despite Hollas favorable matchups. But who knows, even a broken clock is right twice a day, unless you’re Paul who never knows if its right.

 Choll Sauce>Guy appreciates Robin’s boats

2 Gurleys, 1 Cup vs Aint EZ being Breesy

To start on a positive note, at least both of these teams are named after players who are actually on their teams. I mean anyone who wants to see a fucked up video should watch the 2 girls 1 cup video. I assume Sam watches it daily. This is a tough one though. I’m torn between hoping for a tie and Sam losing by the smallest margin possible on Monday night. And it’s actually very possible since he is starting captain kirk who plays on MNF this week. But on the flip side, Solden has been firing shots the last few days about getting this preview out so I kind of want him to lose too. I guess as the saying goes, you cant have your cake and eat it too. But I don’t like cake, so Ill have my cake and do whatever I want with it. Outside of Brees and Gronk, Soldens team is weak. Sam is down to Bell and Gurley and a bunch of average guys . So who knows. Both teams being 3-3 makes this a pretty even matchup. But I would be remise if I didn’t remind Sam that I may have one of the worst teams in the league now that ive been battered by injuries harder than Zeke punching his GF, that I beat you. I did my part to ensure you don’t get lucky one more time. But just like Sam on a Saturday night, solden won’t close on Monday. Sam will roll over Solden Harder than his hard part this week. Speaking of your part. If you invested the $25 per month you spend on your haircut, you’d have nearly $150,000 by the time you are 65. Just sayin.

 Pussy Repellent > skinny Solden

 Julio Tones vs Little Diggs

Speaking of hair, TJ is now the face of Just for Men. That’s a slippery slope bro. Once you start you cant stop. Is Dre into the mustache rides? she must be cuz i see no other reason to deal with that facial hair. TJ is obviously going through a lot of changes lately so we should be nice. He has a girlfriend, ran a marathon, and took action on a hairline that is running from his forehead faster than him running that marathon. So really this matchup is of the haves and have nots with regard to hair that is. Ive been pretty outspoken over the years on my feelings about Derek Carr and more recently Zeke. I really don’t like overrated players. Too much credit is tossed around in a game that is so reliant on the rest of the team and play calls. TJs team reminds me a lot of one of my favorite sayings: Big hat, no cattle. I really like little Diggs Team which is something I haven’t said yet today. He has studs top to bottom, even his bench is stacked. I am not sure how many of these guys you drafted or how you got them, but damn. Now it looks like there is quite a few guys who are dinged up on your roster so that could set you back more than you set Solden back the night you played video game till 930 before going out. Cuz the girls you meet at 930 are definitely your best bet at getting laid.. As I write this I got the message from Chad in the Group me about how much he is enjoying the preview. If only I had more time to tear part him and his jeans that are just alittle too tight I would. I hope casey pees in your bed right before you bring home one of those sculped lesbos.

 Little Diggs drags sack on Julio Tones this week.

 Little Diggs>Julio Tones

 As we head into the weekend, I hope to see you all soon. Im sure chad is getting geeked up for Thursday night football, his least favorite version of the NFL but he’s a football guy so he has to watch it. I hope all of you who went to the jets game rather than come down to Homecoming had fun watching a former Browns QB shred us on a shitty team. I know chads little pecker got hard when he saw the snow started flying in Athens. You guys totally made the right decision.. Its too bad Jared isn’t in the league anymore. Theres some solid material on him. Oh well, his girlfriend probably wouldn’t let him read this anyway. But thanks for reading this far if you did. If not I’m not surprised, I know none of you can last this long.

 -Snowman