Christian
Stupid freak traditions suck donkey balls. I hate this. Here I am, over a hundred years old, and instead of being curled up in bed with my beautiful girl, I'm stuck here at my parents' house sleeping in my childhood bedroom. And it's a bunch of horse s**t.
Ask me if I have my own house here. Go ahead, ask me. I'll just tell you. Yes, I have a house on the compound where my parents' house, the factory, the barn, and everything else are. But was I allowed to stay there tonight? Of freaking course not. And do you know why? It's because my mother doesn't trust me. She honestly said that she knew that id either teleport out to go stay with Dessy or she would teleport to me. So this is the solution to keep that from happening.
So here I am lying in my bed, unable to freaking slee
