Yes, that Alan Ritchson.
Okay, not really. It was just in a dream this morning, but you take what you can get, right?
I don’t remember how or when we met, but before I know it we’re sitting at the edge of a basketball court in a school auditorium. The next thing I know he’s got his arm around my shoulder an he’s leaning in for a kiss. Who I am to refuse Alan Richson? Anway, we go at it for a while and I pull away and I ask, “What about all the people watching from the stands?”
His response, “I don’t care.”
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