Stupid AIM tampering with things man was not meant to know. Stupid inter-dimensional portal dropping him into some God-forsaken dimension where there were cities he'd never even heard of in spaces where it shouldn't have been possible for there to be more geography.
This was a really good bar, though. And the red-head serving the drinks was really hot. So he'd asked her if she wanted to climb his flagpole. She'd dumped a ton of snow on him and bounced him to the curb.
And yet he kept coming back. And when a super-human bar fight had broken out, they'd ended up fighting together. He'd ended up crashing at her place, and, well... the Walker charm did work pretty well after all.
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