Blacktail Deer Plateau people let me tell ya bout my best friend

aditya thought of making a quip about exactly which muscles engel enjoyed stretching, but held his tongue, merely smirking in response. his smile faded, though, when engel's did, replaced by a look of concern.

"hey, yaar, you okay?" he said softly. "anything you want to get off your chest?"

he said nothing in response to the advice engel had given, nodding instead. he knew it would be worth the wait. . .but what an agonizingly long wait it would be. four seasons!