Will Graham thought he would get up on a Saturday morning as usual, but no such luck. As he finds himself caught up in the many years back with not the most pleasant of company. (Ахахах, смехуятину выдал Grok)

You can, if you wish, pretend in the course of the story that it was just a dream.

And I'm sorry that I never write any vulgarity, and if I do, then only in hints, but not real actions. I'm just asexual, sorry!