About this time last year I was in a pit of snakes, all in all I'm well off. I suppose that does make me feel good. If I didn't know any better, I'd say the deities are trying to place nice. However, I know better. Shouldn't we all? It's like Charlie Brown and the football inevitably. I hate that.
I'm looking for a little friendly sword fight. No super power shit, just skill. I need to get out of the fucking apartment stretch. Indulge me?
Private to Styles;
I'm working on it. The logistics are a bitch.
Private//Unhackable
Things to Do
-Buy more explosives
-Move
-Alibi