thats James.
it started in lunch. I was single, after recently breaking up with krissy. I noticed a guy talking to the other boys at my table. this wasn't unusual, people always visited our lunch table. but this one looked different. my first impression was...well....wild. he looked odd in his uniform. restricted. like he was going to break out of some invisible shell at any moment. my secondary impression was danger. he was big, with unkempt hair, a deep voice and a menacing prescence.
he sat down at my lunch table. next to me. my third thought about him was sex.
I'm not sure how our first exchange of words went, but I remember everyone else at the table telling me that he was banished from the table previously, and that he was a hoe. armand was wrong, I didn't know what I was getting myself into.
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