Three out of five, score.

I don't gym, not after uh.. Last time.

Yeah, the girl giving you the eye on the treadmill... But! She ended up cornering me and asking me when I'm going to take her into the showers and fuck her.

It was the first time a woman had grabbed my balls with such force, I had to fuck her with her face pressed against the tiles.

[Mumbles some shit about her ruining my day's schedule and needing to alter all my times.]

I don't know if you can tell but I’m the shadow and you're centre front.

Throwback Thursday or something? Anyway, throwback to that time you killed our parents and we finally had a lovely family dinner.

We even said grace. Perfect family representation.

[Watches intently from the sidelines. Hm.]

Quite ill. I’m feeling it too... So, how about you join me and we’ll get down to business?

Without Jonathan Adams around, I end up with blue balls. Fucking bitches alone isn’t as fun.

How quaint.

It was only a matter of time...

[Cringes. I wouldn't have said that.]

Call it intrigue.

[Raises my chin slightly, pondering on what I should say next. I’m never any good with girls when Jon isn't around...] Uh, yes.

[Stretches from a nap, groaning at the crick in my neck. Mom’s familiar scent of Lillies hanging in the air, I touch my cheek, as I know she has.]

[Rolls from the bed going to find Jonathan.]