Trip back, and a pole?
Life was hard but maintaining looks were harder.
Maybe walking through a land of bugs would have been a much better choice.
And why the hell did those morons have to declare war on us? It wasn't like I killed that trash anyway. 'Wait, did that guy, kill him?' It wasn't implausible. That guy who I tackled with at the gym was definitely strong. And he hinted at being employed, so I could assume as much. But I didn't have any proof.
But even more than the fire of war, the matter of my sweater was getting more of my attention.
I really was conflicted, if nothing else.
And before I knew it, I had company.
Company in the form of a lightning bolt that is. With a rumbling that nearly shattered all the glass white stream of thunder descended on us.
I kind of wrote a new book. It has both sauce and salsa if anyone's wondering. Anyway, I don't think my release schedule would be hampered so don't worry, you'll still get daily chapters for this book.
And do check out my new book XD