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clouds-rambles · 3 years

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Breaking all promises to myself by typing this on mobile :,)

Anyways basing this off that one drabble i wrote like yesterday abt my dreams with Xiao i’m it <33

Pairings; Xiao x reader

Warnings; Xiao fits in your clothes, meaning you are either bigger or the same size as him, alcohol mention, you own both male and female clothes btw, alcohol mention

Summary; Xiao from hit video game genshin impact somehow travelled through dimensions into your room at 3am losing immortality in the process. Now he has to cope being both mortal and in a completely new world, you’re in university btw

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It’s been a few weeks since Xiao turned up in your bedroom at 3am and in that time both you, him and your three other housemates have grown pretty much accustomed to an extra man in the household.

It’s took you about a week to fully believe the fact the man is the actual Yaksha Xiao, and to be honest his small tricks with the wind has been more than confusing to you

Sure the concept of elemental control makes sense, everybody’s watched Avatar but seeing it happen in real time before your eyes? Absolutely insane

Xiao has settled in really nicely over the last 3 weeks especially considering the fact this is the first time he’s ever needed a sleep schedule

You hate the idea of making Xiao sleep on the uncomfy couch, and your bed has more than enough room for the two of you so you’ve very much let him sleep in the same bed as you… though you both do have separate duvets and blankets

Xiao happily fits into your schedule, and often opts to stay at home over going to the pub with you and your friends

Though he has come with you once and has vowed not to do it again because he basically just became your babysitter once you had drunk one too many pitchers

You have a thing for kissing people when your drunk so catch Xiao’s perpetual blush because you can’t stop kissing his cheeks

Sometimes when the two of you are sleeping you’ll hold hands, it’s been a long time for the both of you since you’ve had the comfort of another. Both of you will deny the affection in the morning

Gods above Xiao’s thighs are the perfect pillows, especially during film nights. Picture this; you’re curled up with your head on Xiao’s lap, a blanket keeps your bottom half warm and Xiao rests his hand on your arm

Your friends tease you about having this strange new man in your life and how you have a big dumb crush on him. Though as the weeks progress, you can’t help but agree on the crush part

Seeing Xiao go about his day in your clothes is always a sight to see at, maybe even makes you feel a little possessive of him, and maybe makes you want to kiss his face

Xiao secretly loves wearing the dresses that don your wardrobe, especially if they have a modest neck line and reach below his knees, he likes the feeling of twirling about in the dress… he only wears your dresses when your out and about with your friends though so it’s hard to catch him

Though, Xiao has taken much a liking to your tank tops that hide themselves about your room, they are great to lounge about in and are also great for quick runs to the shops

But, he does have a certain affinity to the shirts that are neatly folded in your drawers for the more fancy occasions, say when Xiao finally wants to come with you to the pub… whenever he wears your chiffon shirts you kind of just want to not leave the house and eat him up

Xiao seems to have a natural affinity for video games too, and you’ve taken it much upon yourself to introduce him to all your favourites, plus a few extra your housemates reccomend

Xiao is all to great at leading you through the levels of the original Halo’s despite the fact this man has barely grasped the fact of space travel

Xiao’s favourite is when you introduced him into Zelda. And to be fair considering this is also your favourite game franchise you were more than estatic on giving him a helping hand whenever he needed it

Xiao is helpless at cooking, and the concept of microwaves are just lost on him. So you often find yourself cooking for the adeptus.

Though Xiao seems happy enough to learn, ‘happy’ being he stands beside you until you tell him to do something

As Xiao becomes more comfortable with you and your friends he finds himself inserting himself into more conversations… and as much as you pretend not to notice, he does have a cute upturn of his lips

Most of your friendships have a lot of friendly banter in them and Xiao has become accustomed to the friendly jabs and as such has started participating in them himself

Though, on the flip side Xiao finds himself missing Liyue a lot, especially the freedom that comes with that. Being so confined to human standards is… odd

Though occasionally you’ll bring him out to the closest moorland and let him go about and get as much fresh air as he can, sometimes he’ll come back with a deer that’s definitely illegal to hunt at this time of year… but your parents don’t mind giving you a hand with that

Xiao watches you from across the table, you had managed to convince him to come to spoons with him on the condition you don’t get too shitfaced.

And to be fair you’ve been doing relatively well, you opted to drink ciders over the alcoholic pitchers. Xiao has been mostly drinking a coke, but takes sips of your drink when he thinks you don’t notice.

“No way!! I should get into some animation at some point” you laugh with a grin “Though story boarding is such a chore” you pout slightly, Xiao smiles at your expression

“Tell me about what animating is like” Xiao speaks up, he feels his heart beat a little faster when you lock eyes with him, you giggle lightly

“I really don’t know much about it” you admit taking a sip of your drink “Though if you wanted me to speak to you that’s all you had to say~” you tease, Xiao pouts a small blush rise on his cheeks

“It’s not like that” he attempts to argue, you give the adeptus a close eyed smile. He’s not sure if you believe him or not

“Though while I don’t know much about animation I can try and explain what I know” you add before saving a waiter down for a new drink. Xiao nods and listens to you speak

“We’re off!” your friends tell you, “The bus is in ten minutes” one of them adds with a smile

“I’ll finish my drink and we’ll be out in a sec!” you wave looking to your drink

This is Xiao’s chance right now, perfect setting right? People like to be asked out while out and about… right? That’s a human thing to do…?

Xiao chooses to call your name as your halfway through drinking your cider, you hum through your gulp and put the glass down

“What’s up?” you ask with a tilt of your head, ‘kind of like a puppy’ Xiao thinks to himself

“I’m not used to this…” he trails off “But the location is perfect, I think so anyway” he taps his chin overthinking aloud

“You asking me out?” you ask nonchalantly, Xiao blushes deeply “You are!” you exclaim with a grin

“S..sorry” Xiao apologises avoiding eye contact just for you to put a hand on his arm

“I say let’s do it” you tell him with a smile “Me and you, powercouple of the universes… or something like that you jest”

“Really?” Xiao asks, you smile and nod

“Really!” you pause

“Oh my I can’t wait to tell my friends about how they missed seeing this~” you half tease gulping down the last of your drink before walking out the pub with your new boyfriend

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #genshin impact xiao #genshin xiao #xiao #i have no idea how many words this is #but i feel like this is long

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saudade-mayari · 3 years

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💜 Happy 500 Luna! Can I please have Kakashi x Reader + some night bliss scenario? You know, that moment when you both can't sleep at 3am, and it's just... Peaceful and safe (sfw or not - I'll leave it to you 😌). I'm so proud of you, you're an amazing author, you deserve all love. I hope we'll see your 1k milestone soon ♥️

3am Midnight Bliss

♡ Warnings: Kakashi x fem!reader, domestic fluffs, suggestive content and nsfw on the last part, 18+ content, minors please dni

The nightfall’s calming and peaceful dim light shining across the windows of his apartment was hypnotizing, the moon was full and shown with a brilliance between the tall evergreens and slow rising of buildings in Konoha. It was all good, almost perfect if you could say so. The reconstruction of Konoha had come better than expected, his hard work of being the base pillar of the Land of Fire and ensuring that the village will enter a new state of technology was all worth it. His restless nights of meeting various investors, councilmen, and fellow Kages totally paid its price, truly a diligent man.

Your eyes opened wide by the sudden actions of Kakashi, the way he wrapped his arms around you is filled with longing and passion. It’s been a while since he actually stayed in his own house, been a while since both of you had laid each other down and talk about life. Indeed being the Hokage took all his time but you understand, he may not ‘love’ the responsibility of being the supreme leader of the Land of Fire but never did Kakashi once slacked off or put the village in a tight situation. He loves the village and the people and he’s willing to protect it at all cost. That’s one thing you are sure about. You wrapped your small arms around his body while your legs clinging to his hips, finally noticing you are also awake.

“Can’t sleep?” You muttered between his arms. Kakashi’s eyes somehow glittered in happiness, missing your touch and your voice whenever he’s out on serious Kage works. He gave out a not-so-tired nod then kissed your head while giving you another tight hug. You smiled between his arms, it felt peaceful. It’s not what you and Kakashi had grown up with. You are both 2-war veterans and seeing every corner of the world in a peaceful state is almost a dream for him.

“It’s so different now.” He said, stroking every strand of hair that covers your face. You smiled, both of you are thinking the same thoughts. It was almost unbelievable. You kissed his chest.

“It really is. It’s so calming.” You answered while looking at his face. Appreciating his little beauty mark, his well-defined jaw, his fair skin, eyes, the scarred cheek that made him look so perfect, and the classic silver hair of Kakashi. “It’s all thanks to Naruto and the rest. I haven’t even done anything as their Hokage.” He answered. This rarely happens, pillow talks weren’t usually on Kakashi’s master plans and schedules since he became the Hokage. He needed rest and you always ensure he’ll get enough strength for the next day. It’s the very least you could do for him.

“You’re a great Hokage, love. You did a lot for the village even before you’ve become the Hokage. Don’t downgrade yourself too much.”

Kakashi hugged you tighter. Once again smelling the flowery scent that he had always love. His calming complex, his home. “Really? I think you’re just flattering me.” You gave out a small chuckle on his response, clearly joking but you know how low his confidence had become ever since he took the title of Sixth Hokage.

“You established many things already. Many things wouldn’t be possible if it weren’t you sitting on the chair as Sixth Hokage.” You assured him but Kakashi gave out a sigh. Despite the peace, there were still many things bothering him. You’ve been his wife for almost 3 years now and every single sigh and flickers on his eyes are so obvious to what’s bothering him. He was even amazed at how much you were able to read him as he does.

“Kakashi love… Tell me. What’s bothering you”

“I wish we were born a little later, Obito and Rin wouldn’t have to go through such pain. I feel so guilty living this kind of peace when they’re not here. Anymore. I don’t even deserve this.”

You sat down, stared at those dark orbs now filled with sadness and regret. You cupped his face to force him to look at you. Obito and Rin. The memoirs that always tattoed in our hearts. The very reason why Kakashi had turned out to be a great man is because of the ideals they all shared as a team.

“Kakashi. Do you think they’re going to be happy seeing you like that? You don’t regret marrying me aren’t you?”

“No. Of course not! I love you.”

You smiled at him then kissed the tip of his nose. “Then let’s live for them okay? And besides… You gotta live for another buddy this time.”

Kakashi stood up, gave you a reassuring smile then held your shoulders, slightly shocked by your sudden remarks. Seeing him on his tank top while his mask freely hanging on his neck and those unruly silver locks made you chuckle are completely far from the broad man they see on an everyday basis. Yep, the Sixth Hokage.

“y/n- Are you-”

Answering with a nod, tears started building up in his dark orbs. The feeling of love. Marriage and parenthood. It was almost unbelievable for Kakashi. His grip on your shoulders gradually tightened and started looking up at the room’s ceiling, clearly trying to suppress his tears from completely falling.

“We’ve been trying right…When did you-... I-”

“Three months. Sakura disclosed this morning. I was about to announce later but I think today’s the right moment to say..”

Kakashi did not take his time already, in a matter of time your lips suddenly crushed to his. It was not lust, not the type of hunger you usually do. It was different. Gratitude and Happiness. Love and warmth. It was so emotional.

You wrapped his arms around his neck to pull him closer, both of you were once again laid down on the soft mattress of the bed, slightly making the thick comforter out of place. Your foreheads and the tip of your noses are pressing to each other. Both of your tears are now falling, feeling extremely euphoric and everything in between.

“I love you. Let’s live for them and for our kid Kakashi.”

And before he entered his tongue to yours, Kakashi rubbed your belly then goes back to kissing your cheeks with tears still falling. He’s going to be a father. The one that scared him the most but little did he know the excitement of forming a family with you would be this emotional.

“I love you too, thank you for everything y/n.”

Kakashi never took his time removing your clothes but it was still steady and slow. His moves were delicate and careful. He could smell your arousal. He knew that you’re turned on. He parted your folds only to find that you’re core is invitingly wet. He massaged it carefully, looking at you while your lips part from the moans around the four corners of the room.

“Kakashi… I need you…”

“My wife is so needy, as you wish love.”

He placed his shaft at your entrance and nudged its way in. You gave out a pleasuring gasped as you tried to adjust to his overwhelming length. Once he was completely inside you, Kakashi started thrusting slow and steadily. Your hips met his every thrust, making you raise your legs to circle around his waist. This only allowed him to move into your body much closer. Kakashi had kept kissing you to prevent you from screaming. He knew that he wouldn't last long. He increased the pace and when he couldn't hold back any longer, he gave out soft grunts and moans alongside his climax. Praising how much lucky he is to have you as his wife. Before closing your eyes Kakashi passionately kissed your lips then held your 3 month belly.

“I can’t believe we’re going to be family y/n. I’ll do my best to be the father our little baby deserves.”

“We will, love. I know it.”

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thesmokingguns · 3 years

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It’s 3AM and I forgive you

Warning: 18+ HI, I’m putting the warning first on this because I think it’s VERY important that we address a few topics below. There is a heavy theme of the reader talking about going for an abortion. And I know this is a topic that might make people uncomfortable because of personal beliefs or experiences they lived through. I know I always say 18+ for sexual nature but I think before reading things you really think about what you’re comfortable with if you’re about 18+I don’t want to give anyone any flashbacks if they were in a similar situation. The reader grapples with her choice and it does talk about the Pre-exam and some steps that might take place in this situation. I don’t want anyone to feel like they need to read this to enjoy the 3AM series. You can skip this chapter and I promise lots of fluff in the next one but I thought for this character it was very important to explore her feelings and thoughts on this. I hope I don’t offend anyone or hurt anyone with this topic because again she is exploring her options and I don’t talk about the actual procedure. It’s not a haha funny thing and I’m not adding this into something for spicy content. I’m writing this because it’s real and people go through it and I felt it was something this character would be facing. I am not tagging this post because this is something people might not feel comfortable reading and that is okay.

Word count:1007

It’s 3AM and I forgive you but will you forgive me?

When I got the phone call last night that you were in the drunk tank I had been so thrown off wondering how they had gotten my phone number. Had I updated it just in case of a situation just like this? Had I known eventually I could come back into your life like this?

I knew I needed to get you but there was something between us, this secret I had been keeping for four months now.

Your Ramones I had been sleeping in was as good as it was going to get and I took off to the station. I was coming for you, Duffy.

God, seeing you again almost killed me.

I thought I was going to puke when you looked at me. I expected this big fight but your eyes never left my face and you were drunk enough that maybe I should have left you at the station overnight. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get you home.

But lots of stumbles and almost an hour later I was using my key in the door to push my way inside and deliver you safely into what was once our home.

At our house it was like walking into a time capsule and a frat house. Everything seemed to be the way I left it with the addition of a layer of filth.

The crooked pictures from our camping trip hanging on the wall, me cradled between your legs, how could a smile so big fit into a picture? How could love like we had be lost?

You had told me you loved me as I pulled you home but you were drunk and confused and by the way you pinched yourself you couldn’t figure out what was real and what was a dream.

I was real. Broken down and tired but I was here.

The bedroom was like a picture of the day I left. Everything was in the same place as if you were to move something a spell would break and I’d never come back.

It felt haunting and I shivered feeling like looking into my old life was some sort of grave sin.

Flowers you had given me brown, ready to turn to dust under my finger tips. They felt like me. Ready to break at a single touch.

Oh God, I knew better than to come in. I needed to leave and get out of here. But my eyes were on the bed. My side not slept in but the sheets were the same from when I left.

The need to take care of you overtook me and I was making the bed, you coming into the room making my blood run cold as you watched me. Tucking the corners into the sheets tight, like you liked them.

And then we were in bed, laying together like this was normal. Like everything didn’t happen and it was just another night in the McKagan household.

Tears ran down my face as I reached for your hands needing some sort of affection before I faced you in the morning.

I needed one more night of you loving me before you hated me.

Tomorrow morning it would all come out and I was sure that you were going to never forgive me.

The empty feeling filled me and I ached from the pain. Hearing the soft sounds of your breathing stopped me from the full spiraling. My heart was beating as I debated on being a coward and running out well you slept.

You’d know in a few hours my greatest shame. I’d have to tell you the full story.

But where did I ever begin?

The way the black and white image looked like a little soybean. The cold sterile feeling of my feet in stirrups. The loneliness of waiting for them to call my name to erase the one with no name.

You’d know about the baby.

The one we must have made on one of the nights where you used to make love to me for hours, filling me with yourself and making us one.

The nights that we’d whisper out future in fevered whispers well mapping the course in each other’s skin.

We weren’t careful in our planning and things got off course.

And I had to deal with it alone.

The scratching feeling of the blue gown against my skin. The way my legs shook and they offered me a Tylenol for the pain I would feel after. They were planning ahead better than me. The smell of twenty bodies in a waiting room, no one meeting eyes incase they knew them from outside of the clinic. The doubt the feelings of an I doing the right thing?

Did I do the right thing?

You would have been great in this situation. Knowing exactly what to do. And I knew it. I tried to call thinking that I should tell you but when you picked up I was dead air.

Because I was so scared that you were going to be mad at me. That I was going to get in the way. That was the reason that you had decided to cheat on me.

So I went to my scheduled appointment.

I wasn’t strong enough without you. I knew that. I could pretend to have all the false confidence in the world but I couldn’t have strength

A baby.

Our baby, Duff. God it kills me everyday thinking about what could have been. A little tuft of blonde hair and big eyes.

I felt you shift in your sleep, wrapping around me our hands resting on me. Tears slid down my face. Thinking of how this should have been different, how this should have been different.

This wasn’t the way our love story was supposed to go. So much heartbreak and promises broken. So many I’m sorrys mixed with I love yous.

I forgave you Duff but how would you ever forgive me?

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mouser26 · 4 years

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Saga of Spitefish

Settle in kiddos and let me tell you a tale of the most spiteful of fish.

It all started Oct 2012. I had just moved out on my own for the first time and just gotten over a nasty cold when the Big Fresno Fair came to town (county fair big yearly deal ok?) I decided to be all super adult and go by myself for the first time. Had a grand old time and on the way out I spotted one of those classic gold fish games

Now I remember playing the shit outa this when I was a kid. So for nostalgia’s sake I decided to buy 4 balls for $1. I was actually chatting with the attendant while I tossed mentioning I used to do this a lot as a kid and never won-

PLONK!

I fucking got one in. So I now I have a fucking like 2inch goldfish who gets to ride home in my cupholder. I picked up a tiny thing of food on the way home and upon arrival plunked the little bastard into a tea despenser

I didn’t expect him to last long at all as is the usual fate of fish won at a fair. Now I was aware goldfish need better than a shitty still water bowl but I was not going to invest in a proper tank set up for a fish that might to belly up the next day.

In spite of expectations he lasted not only the night but a week, and then two. I started looking into tanks when my Landlords informed me their daughter had left behind a 3.5gal tank complete with filter pump and the lot. So he got a proper set up and a name Dr. Sheldon Tronzler named for Dr. Horrible, Sheldon Cooper, and Tron+Rinzler from Tron: Legacy

Now I was not a good fish parent. I didn’t give him a huge tank, he never had tankmates, I sucked at keeping a regular cleaning schedule... and yet he continued to live and grow, once again, in spite of every website saying that he should have died. I’m sure you’ve caught on to where his nickname came from. I was rather convinced if I actually gave him any positive enforcement he would go belly up just to Spite me So Spitefish he became.

2 years later (Nov’14 and a couple tank decorations later) I moved 2.5hrs away with Spitefish in a 1/2gal pitcher

I stupidly bought him a tank half the size of the one he had been in (I didn’t get to keep the other)

I had not realized how big he had gotten until he developed black bruises on his nose and tail cause he was far too big for this tiny ass tank.So off to Petsmart I went and ended up coming home with a 10gallon tank for $10 (whoot sales)

However I still wasn’t gonna invest heavily in the lil shit so he got dollarstore glassbeads, the small filter from the tank (meant for 1-5gal), so on and so forth.

I even joked in 2016 when so many celebs were dying that “Watch that lil shit is gonna go belly up to show them how it’s done.” He didn’t cause of course fuck me

So every year on his ‘birthday’ he got a new tank toy or like a filter upgrade or other treat.

Now here’s the thing this little shit got his revenge in many ways. His favorite was waiting till late at night especially when I was home alone and making noise by moving rocks in his tank. YOu wouldn’t think this would make noise but i swear it was like the window scene from Salem’s lot. I can not count the number of times this fucker gave me a heartattack. And bonus points because he was kept in my bathroom/the main house bathroom he had fun freaking out any guests that came over by popping out of his plants when they were using the facilties and just STARING.

He even made it the 2.5hrs back to my hometown in March 2020 this time in a 3gal bucket. He was promptly set up in my new kitchen as he was in his first home years ago.

Sadly on August 11th 2020 at 3am I found him swimming on his side apparently having swim bladder issues (something we had dealt with once before) given the time all I could really do was clean out his tank and tried feeding him some peas hoping it might help but planning to keep a close eye on him. He seemed active just...sideways.

When I walked into the kitchen 12hrs later (I had to sleep sometime) He was dead. Still on his side at the bottom of the tank That fucker went and died while I was asleep and couldn’t even do anything even had I been awake.

He would have been 8 this year and now that he’s dead I can say I loved the little bastard and he will be very much missed. A great eulogy given by my friend Jessika (my roomate when I first got the stubborn fucker)

He was a mighty fish. Who lived an honorable life doing what he loved swimming and existing to spite others. He lived his life in defiance of the expectations of God and man belly full of contempt, steadfast and anchored towards the center of the earth never rolling over towards the sky. Perhaps in his many years of knowing you he was finally being able to let go of all the fight that kept him going and was able to die at peace knowing that he changed the world or at least your kitchen for enough time to satisfy him. RIP Spitefish.

#Spitefish

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springday-aus · 5 years

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College!AU with BM [Matthew]

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Group: KARD

Member: BM / Kim Matthew

Genre: fluff, romance

Type: Bulletpoint AU

Word Count: 2k

fun fact: college!Matthew is a psych major

despite looking like a buff ass gym trainer

like all psych majors, he was interested in the human mind and how it works

it’s just so…. complicated... iT’S cOOL

in high school, he was thinking about sports, like physical education because that’s… what he’s been good at……

but then one intro to psych class in junior year totally blew his mind away

Matthew: “think about it…. we’re all so different from one another, but we’re all actually the same because of the way we all think”

Taehyung: “bro, it’s literally 3am, I am tireD”

for real though, he’s really excited about learning new things about how our minds work

lowkey probably does social experiments on all of his friends once he learns about it

(small things like taking off his hat first on purpose to see if anyone else does it too—he ain’t about to traumatize them like Little Albert)

some of his friends think the whole psych major suits him because he likes to talk to other people

but like he’s part of the rehabilitation psychology route……

…….. not the whole therapist counselor route lmao

plus he doesn’t have the voice for it because we can all hear him before we see him

anyways, he wants to help patients that are suffering disabilities that include the psychological impact of their problems

rehabilitation suits him though, because he cares about the wellbeing of others, physical and mental

basically Matthew is just a big ass softie and it shows

other than the whole psych major thing, he’s actually part of the dance team

he was gonna join some sport since he did it in high school

but then he was like

DANCE TEAM

so there he is

speaking of fitness, he goes to the gym often

like…….. almost everyday

if you ever need to find him, 9/10 times he’ll probably be at the gym

all y’all knew this was coming: GYM SQUAD

basically, he met some dudes who all like to go to the gym and now they’re friends—there’s even a group chat

Matthew: bro, y’all got some big tiddies Matthew: forget gym squad, we the Big Man Tiddie Team Wonho: why do I feel that it’s directed at me Matthew: <3 Seungcheol: istg Matthew just wanted a Wonho fan club Hyunwoo: …… how do I leave a group chat? Jungkook: I need new friends

anyways

Matthew’s got a real frat boy aesthetic

‘cause like he’s friends with almost everyone and bro and dude are part of his main vocabulary

ironically enough, he ain’t an actual frat boy tho

he’s got this whole image on campus that makes him look like he’s some type of suave player who doesn’t care about anything but his bros

it’s probably due to the fact that he’s a big dude and that’s….. real intimidating

and also the backwards hat and… tank tops…..

he knows what people say about him…. and he just tries to ignore it

**cue Jiwoo ready to throw hands EVERYTIME**

but like….. that’s not him

again: he’s a big ass softie—he’s a big dude with a mushy inside

and it’s just a shame that only his friends know how genuine he is

he’s got this thing where he’s constantly supporting others and sometimes he forgets about himself

actually for a while now, he’s had some….. sleeping issues…..

it makes no sense because his physical health is like up

so it could be a mental health thing

but, for almost every night this week, he’s just been walking around campus from like midnight to around 4am

it’s actually how he meets you

he’s been doing random stuff since he hasn’t been able to sleep

like he’d go to the campus gym, walk around, hang around the open dining halls, or like walk around his dorm hall because he’s got nothing else to do

the thing is, you’ve been having some sleep issues too

it’s probably because of stress and all the assignments caught up with you and now you’ve found yourself lying in bed awake for hOURS

so you’ve been up and about during odd hours as well

one night, at like 2am, you decided to go down to the kitchen of your dorm hall

according to google, tea or milk is a good way to get some sleep

so you decide to get yourself a lil cup of tea and as you wait for the water to boil…….

someone……. just……... shows up………

….. it’s Matthew :))))))

and like despite how hot this dude was…….

you…….. were startled…….

not without good reason, because it’s like……. late at night and this mysterious dude shows up outta nowhere

you kinda thought were gonna die because he def looks like he could kill you

until…….. he just smiles at you

Matthew: “oh hi”

you: “....... hello…….”

Matthew being Matthew just chats you up because he likes talking to people: “can’t sleep either?”

you: “yeah, tea is supposed to help though”

Matthew: “maybe it’s just me because it didn’t work that well for me”

you: “well, maybe it’s the amount, size does come into play”

Matthew: “I guess size matters huh” ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

you: I barely know this man but why is he like this

so, that’s just kinda how it goes

y’all just continue talking and swap some secrets on how to get some goddamn sleep

and…... you think that’s it

like it’s just a one time thing…..

but then

the next night, you run into him again

except it’s like 4am

the tea didn’t work last time, so you head down to get some milk instead and….

you run into him again…….

and like…….. he all sweaty….. from the gym……

Matthew: “oh hey”

you, underneath your breath: what the fu c k

the same thing happens again and y’all have a nice conversation about your lives and all that stuff

you get to find out some pretty cool stuff like

how his friends call him BM

and that he’s in dance because he’s interested in music and rap

he also loves BoA

and he is a protester of pineapple on pizza

he gets to know you too

like your major and how you got into it

your hobbies and interests

and your friends all seem really cool

the more you two talk, the more he likes you

so this whole meeting up at the kitchen at odd hours became a thing

it didn’t happen like every time, but it happened rather frequently for like a few months or so

you did see him once on campus in broad daylight, but like

he didn’t see you

because ……. you kind of avoided him

like, what if this is just like a night kinda thing

Matthew is super chill, but like you know…. what if you got that wrong idea and stuff

anyways

one day… you just stop showing up

IT’S NOT BECAUSE YOU DON’T WANNA SEE HIM

it’s just that…… you really need actual sleep because you can’t keep barely functioning like this

so your friend is like, ever heard of melatonin?

and gives you these pills that really do the fucking trick

you slept for a literal day

like 24 hours

a full ass 24 hours

since then, you’ve had a decent sleep schedule

but it meant not seeing Matthew

you didn’t really think about it because he’s got a lot of friends

why would he care about some person he meets at night

that sounds wrong but y’all get the picture

here’s the thing though

he’s worried like

maybe you are getting the sleep you need and deserve, but like

he misses you

(even though it’s literally been like a week or two)

Somin: “looks like somebody’s got a crush~”

Matthew: “your point?”

so when he spots you on campus, he can’t help but to yell your name across the quad

….. and dramatically run to you to give you a hug

Matthew: “how’ve you been? I haven’t seen you in like a couple of weeks?”

you: “have you noticed that my eye bags have lightened?”

Matthew: “gimme your secrets”

and like…. Matthew’s friends are like, hello, we are here

they actually invite you out to go eat with them

so y’all go to the dining hall and end up there for like three hours

and Matthew walks back with you to your dorm room

Matthew: “so today was fun… but maybe…. we could go out on our own next time….?”

you: “...... like…… hang out???”

Matthew: “a date”

you: “o h… uM yEA H—I mean, sure, whatever’s cool bro”

he waits for you to go in and then when you’re sure he’s gone….

“I HAVE A DATE WITH A HOT ASS MAN. HOW THE F UC K.”

**cue your startled roommate**

after your first date, it all kinda pieced together

so…... first of all, gym dates

whether you’re for them or against them, you gonna get pulled in eventually

if you work out, y’all can work out together

couple exerciSES

if not, he gonna use you as gym equipment—kinda joking but not really because he can and WILL lift you

oH and because y’all have sleeping issues, you’ve been helping him out

y’all can actually sleep when you sleep together

noT LIKE THAT GET CHA NASTY ASS OUTTA THE GUTTER

(but lowkey sleep and sleep sleep, ya know ;)))

okay but actually he’s like a giant, warm heater—you’ve been able to sleep a bit more lately thanks to him

turns out Matthew’s a cuddler…… whether it’s sleep related or not

because Matthew’s real touchy

like no shame touchy

I’m talking arm around the waist or shoulder, hand-holding, lots of kisses all over your face, or just flat out hugging you from behind

you know… one of THOSE couples

Taehyung: “y’all look like penguins waddling in the cold”

Matthew: “penguins are cute, this is good”

you: “let’s just hold hands like normal people”

Jiwoo: “Matthew isn’t normal people”

I’m joking

but like, his friends all love you

because you make him really happy and take care of him

and vice versa, obviously

you’re always prepared to fight someone for him

some asswipe: “he’s probably just a fuckboy”

you: “AND YOU’RE IRRELEVANT YOU BIG PIECE OF SHIT SAY IT ONE MORE TIME ASSHO—”

Matthew, tosses you over his shoulder: “babe calm down”

you: “I REFUSE TO. THIS BITCH WANNA THROW HANDS. I’LL FUCKIN—”

………… yeah, Jiwoo and you get along real well

even though you have those fight instincts

he’s real protective of you

he won’t hurt a fly until it does anything to harm you

anyways, it’s just a beautiful relationship

you can bet he’s bragging about you somewhere…. or everywhere……

Matthew: “my partner is the cutest”

Seungcheol: “....... and what does this have to do with the weights?”

Matthew: “it has everything to do with weights”

oh um, by the way, Big Man Tiddie Team

Matthew says he loves you but like……. you suspect Wonho is your competition

Wonho: “hi, it’s nice to finally meet you”

you, narrows eyes: goddamn it, I understand why now

I don’t know why, but I see him interpreting your dreams…. or at least attempting to

it might just be the whole psych major thing

ayyways, you probably are gonna get spammed with odd messages from Matthew at some point

but it’s cute—he’s like a child

Matthew: look at this dog Matthew: can we get one Matthew: SMOOTHIES Matthew: I got these couple hoodies by accident Matthew: I have an idea—you, me, road trip, beach Matthew: this reminded me of you Matthew: it’s cute Matthew: like you

even though you’re dating, he’s probably gonna use pick up lines on you

especially the psych ones….. because he thinks they’re funny……..

Matthew: “can I buy you a shrink?” ;)

Matthew: “wanna teach me about interpersonal relationships?”

Matthew: “can I get your number in my Long Term memory?”

Somin: “if you’re being held captive, send me a signal”

it’s okay though because he’s cute

y’all are cute

you: “you know, I almost thought I dreamt you up because I haven’t slept properly in so long”

Matthew: “I guess you can say, I’m the man of your dreams”

you: “............... you’re lucky you’re hot”

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Spring Ski Trip, Keystone, Colorado, 3/24/19 - 3/27/19

Here’s a fun fact. Aaron and I planned a last minute, crazy-awesome ski trip to Colorado without ever actually talking to each other. Yep. No phone calls, or face to face visits. Purely digital messaging! Flights, rental car and hotels were booked simply with a text that said, ”Does this _________ (flight/hotel/rental car) work?” The other responded with “Sure!” Booked! The entire trip was researched, debated and scheduled over text message. We went back and forth on ski hills, lift tickets, ski rentals, and who’s checked bag was going to be the heaviest (Aaron won). It wasn’t until we both arrived at the airport for our flight that we realized this was the first time we had actually spoken about the trip! That’s where this story picks up….

3/24/19

Checking my bag at the airport was quite challenging. After failing miserably at the self service kiosk, I was directed to Delta’s “Special Services” counter because the name on my ID (Jacob) did not match the name on my reservation (Jake). Apparently when I booked, I used the autofill feature in my browser with defaults my name to Jake. Oops. Amateur mistake. The gal at the counter told me I could have some troubles getting through security with my name being different on the boarding pass. If security challenged it, there was no way I was getting on the flight. I asked her if she could change it, and she said she was not allowed. Seriously? It’s a Delta reservation, and you can’t make a simple change to it? Whatever. I’ll take my chances with security.

As it turned out, security was a breeze. Not even sure if they looked at the boarding pass. They probably realized I was traveling with one of Minnesota’s Finest, and figured I must be legit. We were on our way to the gate. For this flight, Aaron was slotted in row 17. Unfortunately, my seating assignement wasn’t as lucky. Seat 36F for me. We asked the gate agent if there were any seats available on the plane side by side. She said we were in luck. Sweet! After a few key strokes, new boarding passes printed out. Then we saw the assignments… 36E & 36F. Come on!

There we were, 2nd to last row on the aircraft. Cozying up with the restrooms and the less senior flight attendants. We were so far back in the aircraft that we were immersed with the traditional back-of-the-bussers. Aaron had “that guy” sitting in front of him that reclines his seat as soon as he sits down. The flight attendants had to tell him place his seatback in the upright position prior to takeoff. We also had “that guy” who insisted his carry-on would fit in the already full overhead compartment. And it would be unfortunate if I didn’t give a shout out to that third guy rounding out our row. After some quick pleasantries, he asked if Aaron and I were planning on doping it up in Colorado. Seriously? Is that the vibe we’re giving off?

We were wheels up at 8PM and it was a pretty smooth two hour ride until we broke through the cloud deck over Denver. Aaron and I were trading war stories about bad turbulence we had experienced. He was telling me about an international flight he had taken where the plane was shaking violently and people were terrified and screaming for their lives. He was in the middle of his sentence about the plane experiencing these insane drops in altitude when at that exact same moment, our plane felt like it dropped 200 feet. There were audible gasps among the passengers. Aaron looked at me without missing a beat, and said, that’s the kind of drop I’m talking about! The remaining approach into Denver was quite rocky, and reaffirmed why I will never sit in the back of the plane again.

We deplaned, grabbed our luggage and shuttled to the rental car counter within an hour of landing. Aaron found an awesome deal on a Jeep Wrangler through Sixt. Although the check-in at Sixt was a lengthy process, we were on the road heading for Keystone Resort by 11PM. The nice little 2 hour drive would be much more eventful than either of us anticipated.

As we approached Loveland Pass on I-70, we hit flurries. By the time we exited the Eisenhower Tunnel and headed down the back side of the pass, the flurries had turned to moderate snow making the roads slow, and a bit tricky. Coming down the pass, we got stuck behind a couple of plows which slowed traffic down even more.

Once we arrived in Dillon, we were both hungry. Subway and McDonald’s were both closed, along with everything else. Afterall, it was 1AM. Gas station snacks will have to do. When leaving the gas station, Aaron pulled the Jeep onto Highway 6 toward the East.

A half mile down the road, a police car stopped us. “Evening fellas. I’m Officer Mark with Silverthorne PD.” In my head, I’m like, he obviously has no idea who he has pulled over here. All Aaron has to do is tell him he is also a cop and this stop will be over in a jiffy. But, Aaron played it super chill and handed over his license and the rental agreement. Mark indicated we apparently made an illegal left turn out of the gas station onto Hwy 6. Aaron told him we were from out of town didn’t see any no-left-turn signs. He gave us a warning, and sent us on our way. We finally arrived and checked to River Run Resort Condos at 2AM (3AM CST).

3/25/19

Aaron was up at 5AM, maybe earlier, fetching coffee and enjoying the ski village at dawn. He was so excited to get on the hill. On the other hand, I, was sleeping like a baby. I didn’t roll out of bed until after 7AM.

By 8, we were getting our rental skis at Christy Sports and back to the hill at 8:30. It was time to tackle the mountain. Keystone is a Vail-owned mountain, and boasts a family friendly hill similar to also Vail-owned, Breckenridge, just on a smaller scale. I skied Breck about 10 years ago and from what I recall, Breck and Keystone differ mainly in mountain steepness. Breck’s blues were rollers with steep sections in between flatter terrain. Keystone’s blues seemed quite a bit more aggressive to me with prolonged steeps that had virtually no roll or breaks. However, it’s probably best to take my opinion with a grain of salt. My 40 year old body looks nothing like my 30 year old body and my surgically repaired knee from 2016 was getting it’s first real mountain skiing test. Regardless of the mountain, or color of the runs, this trip was bound to be more difficult than my 2009 trip.

We took the River Run Gondola up to Dercum Mtn (11,640ft) and started off with a warm up run down Spring Dipper. This run, took us 9 minutes boasting a vertical drop of 1,600ft to the Motezuma Express chairlift. The air was much thinner than we were used to. Carving up the fresh corduroy at 30 mph was like slicing butter with a hot knife. So satisfying, but, oh so tiring. We stopped twice in the middle of the run to catch our breath, and take in the beautiful scenery.

Once we got back to the top of Dercum, we took the Outpost Gondola over to North Peak (11,660ft).

From here Aaron and I made quick work of Anticipation, another blue run. Anticpation was an great run – it had a couple of short steep areas that were steeper than any black diamonds I’ve skied at home.

We then road the Outback Express to Outback Peak (11,980ft), the tallest of the three mountains making up Keystone. This peak was a bucket list location for Aaron. Aaron had been dreaming of CAT skiing, and was a primary reason for him wanting to go on this trip. CAT skiing is a form a guided backcountry exploration, taking you away from the borders of controlled ski areas to ride through untouched powder. Rather than using a helicopter to access the backcountry, a snowcat acts as your lift, which makes it far cheaper than heli-skiing for an equally heroic outcome.

As we quickly found out, the $10 snowcat rides only ran on weekends. It was a Monday. So Aaron did exactly what I NEVER would have done. Aaron took his skis off, and hiked UP the mountain into the backcountry. Who needs a snowcat when you are conditioned as well as this guy!

So, while Aaron was off playing in the South Bowl black diamonds, I decided I’d do a nice little blue run off the front of North Peak called Porcupine.

This run was about as comfortable for me as coming into contact with an actual Porcupine. It kicked my butt. I realize it was just a blue, but seriously, I felt like I was extreme skiing down a sheer wall of ice in a Red Bull promo video. I never wiped out, but I easily stopped 5+ times to gather my composure, and self-diagnose myself with COPD. I needed an oxygen tank or a beer…. In what felt like an eternity, I finally made it down Porcupine and took the Wayback Lift up to Outback Peak. I had a well-deserved date with the Outpost Bar. A $12 beer never tasted so rewarding.

About 15 minutes later, Aaron joined me and told me all about his backcounty journey! Apparently, the wind and trees made his descent so intense he had no idea which way to go. Luckily, all hills eventually lead to the bottom, and he found his way there. He said it was absolutely worth the 1 mile uphill hike and terror of dropping straight down into a bowl with no real sense of direction as he blazed fresh tracks in untouched terrain. He even mentioned he could go home at that moment and be satisfied with the trip. He did what he came here to accomplish. Super cool for him!

We had a quick lunch before taking the gondola back across to Dercum Mountain. While Aaron skied the icy downhill blue known as Mozart, I skied a couple more blue runs on the front side of the hill called Paymaster and Wild Irishman. Both were great rolling blues with some serious steeps but almost as wide as a football field.

We met again at Dercum Peak and skied a couple more blue runs, Spring Dipper (2nd time) and Jackwacker. I was absolutely beat by this point. My quads, calves and knees were burning. But this wasn’t my biggest problem. I had lost Aaron on the Jackwacker run. Weren’t we supposed to meet at the the Montezuma Lift? Or, maybe we were supposed to ski to the base of the mountain? Ugh, I have no idea, the altitude is getting to my memory! I hopped on the lift and headed back to the top hoping we’d meet there. Once I got to the top of the mountain, Aaron texted saying he went to the base of the mountain, but was on his way. Whew.

We rendezvoused at the top of the hill. Both exhausted. Both ready to call it quits for the day. We then skied our first green run of the day, Schoolmarm all the way down to Ina’s Way which took us straight down to our condo in the mountain village.

For the day, we skied 14.3 miles with a total vertical of 12,177ft. My top speed was 31mph.

We had a quick bite to eat at Kickapoo Tavern while recalling various moments throughout the day. It was absolutely beautiful out, with temps in the upper 40’s, so Aaron and I decided to walk around the village and see what we gifts we could bring home for the families. Most of our time was spent in the Keystone gift shop, which was in the midst of a 50% off going out of business sale. Sweet. Little did we know what kind of debacle we were getting ourselves into. We got hats, shirts, ¼ zips, and stuffed animals before heading back to the condo. Luckily, Aaron and I both tried on our shirts at the condo, because they both ended up being a size too small. So we went back to the store. Aaron was in luck. They had the size he needed. I wasn’t so lucky. I had to pick out a different shirt. So I did. But, the price was different than the first shirt I had purchased, and due to their going out of business status, they could not offer a refund on the price difference. So the gentleman told me to basically pick out a second shirt in the store (anything I wanted) and he would just throw it in free of charge. Seriously? So I did. What a bargain. Headed back to the condo. Once again, tried on the shirts…BOTH of mine were gigantic. They were XXXL. That is not the sizes I chose! Did he put the wrong sizes in the bag? So off I went back to the store for a third time. The employee laughed when I told him, the shirts were WAY too big. He recommended I try them on in the store before leaving this time. So I did. Both fit. I never let go of those sizes and walked out the door.

Next stop was the hot tub. Our complex had several outdoor hottubs, which were all very crowded. While I was being a shopaholic, Aaron scouted out a outdoor pool complex a short walk from our condo that was much less busy.

We dipped into the well deserved hot tub and conversed with another couple from Boston. Aaron and I were still trying to decide on which hill we’d ski the following day. We thought we had it narrowed down to two: Loveland or A-Basin. They suggested we try out A-Basin if we were up for skiing steeps. That was the third recommendation we had on the trip for A-Basin. The couple took off after 20 minutes, and another younger family from the Denver area joined us in the hot tub. After chatting with them for awhile, we asked them for a ski hill recommendation. They said, without a doubt, Copper Mountain, which is just a short 25 minute drive down the interstate. With as much as they talked up the skiing, nightlife, and overall atmosphere of the mountain, you’d of thought they worked for Copper. They’ve been skiing the Denver area hills for years and Copper was their hands down favorite. So, the decision was made: we were skiing Copper Mountain the next day. We made a late night stop at Pizza on the Run before heading back to the condo and shutting it down for the night.

3/26/19

We were on the road heading toward Copper Mountain by 8AM. The drive was beautiful as we passed through the valleys of mountains towering above us. The remnants of recent avalanches along side the interstate were reminders of what a blockbuster winter this has been for the ski hills of Colorado.

We arrived at Copper and were at the base of the hill by 9AM picking up lift tickets. Good thing we ordered them the night before! The advance purchase price was $99. The window price was $189. Geez.

We road the American Eagle lift up to Solitude Station before taking a steep little blue run called Rhapsody over to the Coppertone run and finishing on the Carefree run. This may have been my favorite run of the day. It was a much easier run that what we had done yesterday, and seemed to still be giving my legs a solid workout. Aaron and I once again stopped a couple times down the hill just to catch our breath.

Our next lift was the American Flyer lift, which took us to the High Point and Woodwinds runs. These runs were all much easier than the previous day, and exactly what my legs needed. Each of the runs was perfectly groomed creating some awesome conditions as the temps warmed rapidly into the 50’s.

The third lift of the day was Union Creek where we used the Minor Matter run to traverse over to the Timberline Express. At the top of Timberline, we were able to take the steeper blue traverse, Upper Sluice, over to the Rondezvous chairlift. This lift sent us up above the tree line. Other than Heavenly at Lake Tahoe, I don't think I have ever been on a more picturesque ski hill. It was breathtaking, both in scenery and altitude...

I took a few tree runs down around Union Park which was absolutely awesome.

Meanwhile, Aaron decided to get aggressive and ski into the Copper Bowl. We met back at the top of Roundezvous before skiing the mountain run top to bottom via Wheeler Creek to Coppertone to Upper Skid Road to Skid Road. The run must have taken nearly 20 minutes. I was wiped. Physically drained. We stopped to eat lunch in the chalet - along with everybody else on the hill.

I had every intention of going back out on the hill after lunch, but my body was screaming for a relaxing chair in the sun. My body would end up winning that battle.

After lunch, Aaron made his way over to the Storm King lift which took him to Copper Peak (12,441ft).

He skied the back bowl for an hour before returning down the front side of the mountain and calling it a day for himself as well. For the day, we skied 10 miles with a total vertical of 6,883ft. My top speed was 38mph.

At 2PM, we left the ski hill, with the top off the Jeep.

Temps were in the 50’s, and it would only get warmer. The temp in Denver was in the 70’s.

After a quick pit stop at Keystone to drop off our rental skis, we decided to take the Highway 6 Loveland Pass route. This route is the highest mountain pass in all of Colorado and is regularly closed in the winter due to treacherous conditions on its steep grades and hairpin turns. In the 70’s, the Eisernhower Tunnel was built along I-70 so that motorists could cut through the Loveland Pass as opposed to going over Loveland Pass on Hwy 6. Once over the pass, Hwy 6 junctures with I-70 at the Loveland Ski area. From there, we were off to Denver.

After some rough rush hour traffic, we were able to get checked into the hotel before making our way to dinner. We had reservations at The Buckhorn Exchange, Denver’s oldest restaurant. On countless occasions, Dad has recounted his experience going to the Buckhorn and eating exotic game. So, I guess you can say Dad is responsible for us dining here! It’s located just southwest of downtown.

This place was exactly what I had pictured from my Dad’s stories. It was very old fashioned, with hundreds of animal heads and stuffed wild game plastered to the wall.

Among the more common deer and fish mounts were a zebra, moose, cougar, bear, raptor, monkey, fox, elk, bison, antelope, ox, baby seal and even the sacred white buffalo…and probably many more that were lost in the clutter.

We were seated in high-back wrap around leather thrones, fit for kings. The menu is chalk full of American steakhouse favorites, with some wild game like bison, duck, quail and elk.

My desires of having and ostrich sandwich or a fillet of kangaroo would have to wait until I take a trip to Australia. Aaron and I both ordered the special, which was the bison and elk tenderloin combo. The bison was outstanding, and the elk was good…just a different taste I’m not used to.

After dinner we did a little end of trip housekeeping by returning the Jeep to Sixt and catching the shuttle back to the hotel.

In order to make the 4AM airport shuttle in the morning, we were up at 3:30. I was so tired. Once again, I had explain to the gate agent the story of Jake vs. Jacob on my boarding pass, and once again, there was nothing she could do to make the change on her end. She was certain I would be stopped by security and not allowed to proceed into the terminal. As Aaron and I waited in line at the security checkpoint, we analyzed the three TSA agents checking boarding passes. Which one looked dirty? Which would give me the best odds of getting through security!?! We decided the chick on the end cared about her job less than the other two. She was rubber stamping every boarding pass being presented to her. She would either save, or wreck my day. As I approached her, I greeted her with a friendly “Good Morning.” I think that gesture may have hurt more than it helped. It seemed to make her think twice about me. She glanced at the boarding pass. Then my driver’s license. What was probably less than 5 seconds seemed like an eternity. In my head, I was playing out a scenario where she probably believed I was some kind of terrorist ready to wreak havoc in the skies. She interrupted my thoughts with, “Thanks Jacob.” That was easy.

Our flight was at 6AM, and once again, our seats were split up. We tried sweet talking the gate agent to switching our seats, but she was having none of it. I ended up with 17F and Aaron scored an exit row seat. The flight home was fast. Flight time was only an hour and 40 minutes. Once we touched down in Minny, we grabbed the luggage and headed our separate ways. But not for long. The Big Bass Bash is in one month, and we’ll be heading to the Ozarks in search of a $100K fish.

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After returning from the trip, I was curious about the left turn debacle onto Hwy 6. I pulled up the station on Google maps and found that there is indeed a small “right turn only” sign posted on a private light pole in the gas station lot. I showed the picture to Aaron and he laughed saying it is a non-enforceable private sign. Basically it’s not a sign posted by the city - which means they had no basis for pulling us over! Ha!

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