What do you do when you are served by a cute waiter in a restaurant? Stare in awe? Stumble over your words? Choke on your own saliva? Look at his face and not his name tag? Decide never to see him again? All of the above? Dear god no. Unless...
What do you do when you are served by a cute waiter in a restaurant? Stare in awe? Stumble over your words? Choke on your own saliva? Look at his face and not his name tag? Decide never to see him again? All of the above? Dear god no. Unless...
oneshots. about pjo. what else should i say. i wrote this on a whim. i cant write romance. there are swear words. just so you know.
(inconsistent updates, im not dead i swear)