Text: HOLY SHIT - this election stuff is ridiculous. How are you doing buddy? Text: How's the cohabitation experiment going?
Text: That it is. I’m more than pissed about the choice of candidates and I sincerely hope we find something to salvage the future mayoral position of our fair city.
Text: I’m well and so is Abe. I very much enjoy living with him and now that I’m used to it, I don’t think I could function without him milling around my apartment and stealing all my blankets.
Text: How about you, Sinner? How’s claimed life going?

















