Well after months of me not flirting with him I started to just stare at him once in awhile and he started to as well and then we are texting each other constantly at work bout stupid shit.
Y’all probably know somebody who used the anniversary of Charlie Kirk’s death to talk abt free speech and how nobody deserves to lose their life over some shit they said.
I believe the official name for it is Light Beacon 412, in the almanac that is…but everyone around these parts call it The Light of Trudy. While it functioned, it only had one keeper, a misanthrope named Gertrude Fox.