TEDDY ;;
“My dude, you’re lucky if I remember my name, I cannot answer any questions anymore, just give me something cold and sweet. Does not matter what form it’s in.” Teddy chuckled, leaning forward more on the counter as Mikey straightened.
Mikey laughed, fixing Teddy a milkshake easily enough, loading it up with a couple different kinds of chocolate before he slid it onto the mixer.
“Where’s Baz at?” He looked over his shoulder to Teddy. “Usually he’s like your creepy 6′5 shadow.”












