The future is a concept, it doesn’t exist. There is no such thing as tomorrow. There never will be, because time is always now. That’s one of the things we discover when we stop talking to ourselves and stop thinking. We find there is only present, only an eternal now.
Tucker sleeps naked so Washington was bound to notice eventually — even if he really, really, really, never fucking wanted to notice this like ever — that Tucker has more under his armor than he might have thought. No. I’m not talking about his dick. For once. Bow chicka.