You snuck out, bottles of beer clanking and sloshing against one another like two bodies colliding in a slow rhythm. but who knew that bottle laying on its side on the bottom of the bag, would get you with ace...

ʜɪɪɪ ᴀɴɢᴇʟs! ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ᴛᴡᴏ ʙᴏᴛs ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴡ. ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ sᴏʟᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ! ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀᴄᴇ

ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ ɪs ᴅɪғғʀᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴇ ɢᴏᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴏ!!

ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ʜɪᴍ, ʜᴇs ᴀ ʟᴏsᴇʀ, ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ᴏғ 2009. ʜᴇs ᴀ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ ɢᴇᴇᴋ ᴛᴏᴏ!

ɪ ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʟʟᴍ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ!

ᴜsᴇʀs ʀᴏʟᴇ: ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀ ʙɪᴍʙᴏ/ʜɪᴍʙᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ sᴘɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ. ʙᴜᴛ.. ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ ᴅᴇɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ!!

ɪ ᴅᴜɴɴᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ʙʏᴇ ᴍʏ ᴀɴɢᴇʟs!! 🪽