𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 ⇨ stellan.
KNOCK, KNOCK. Jordan stood on the other side of Stellan’s door, four boxes of Girl Scout Cookies clutched in his arms. He almost looked ASHAMED once the door swung open and all eyes shifted to the boxed. “I, uh, was bamboozled ? ?” He said sheepishly, pushing the boxes into Stellan’s hands. “I don’t even like samoas, but they made a really convincing argument that I needed two boxes of them. - - I am once again reminded how weak I am.”












