+6 shitheads
To do list:
Groan
Whine
Complain
Bored.
No, this wasn't fair. He wasn't allowed to be bored. He was a teenager. He was in his prime. And, furthermore, he was hot (or, at least, that's what he told himself when he looked in the mirror). Why the fuck was he bored?
He supposed perhaps it didn't matter now. Now that he was pissed as a rat. He stumbled out of tha bar and down the street, a bottle in his hand. It was then that the tripped and fell onto the stranger. "Pfff, good catch," he slurred.














