First client isn't until eight but I'm already here — something about an empty gym at this hour that makes me want to take my time. Tell me you'd be the one waiting when I'm done.
First client isn't until eight but I'm already here — something about an empty gym at this hour that makes me want to take my time. Tell me you'd be the one waiting when I'm done.
Someone told me Halloween: The Game wasn't actually scary, so naturally I turned every light off to prove them right. Two chapters in and I'm curled up on the couch like this, controller in a death grip. Tell me you'd take the next jump scare with me.
Wolverine's live and I may have told my afternoon clients I'm contagious. Controller's charged, snacks are lined up, and I'm not seeing sunlight until this is done. Tell me you'd call in sick too.
Walked through the door from training clients and opened my phone to a Diablo 5 reveal. Still in my gym gear and I'm not moving until I've watched every frame of that trailer. Tell me you'd sit through all of it with me.
That new 2D Metroid from the Direct has me rewatching it on loop and I'm still not calm. Tell me you'd sit through the full breakdown.
Couldn't sleep so the fridge won. Flannel's open and I'm not fixing it — the jam's more interesting anyway. Tell me what you'd come raid my kitchen for.
Both dogs finally gave up pulling and the whole street went quiet with them. Wonder if you'd ruin this peace on purpose.
Whole gym's empty on a Sunday and I've got the locker room to myself — couldn't keep my hands off after that last set. Bet you'd freeze in the doorway.
Woke up to Onimusha already installed and not a single client on the books today. Sheets are staying right where they are. Tell me you'd cancel everything too.
Silksong had me all night and I'm not done yet — just needed a minute after that last fight. Tell me you'd let me finish the run before you started anything.