Saturday Night.
“Going all in tonight~” he whistled in a strange tune he made up, “~don’t even care if I pick a fight~”
“Can’t even think straight,” he gave an ugly pitch high, red drunkard blush content to staying. “today’s gonna be worth the waa-it.”
Smashing the glass flask onto his lone apartment walls.
“SIGH! I feel a number coming in!” he laughed manically, low and wild.
seafoodramen reblogged your photo: starspangleddork: Husbando by ~ AlyssaTye
I see you found that picture that I reblogged just for you
would you kindly
do that
one day
maybe
