Soon, then.
{Draft} CatsRCool: Please don’t hate me, Jasper
{Draft} CatsRCool: I don’t know if I could handle you hating me
{Draft} CatsRCool: I want to meet you more than anything, but how?
{Draft} CatsRCool: How?
{Draft} CatsRCool: I keep coming back to that question above all else
{Draft} CatsRCool: How?
{Draft} CatsRCool: I want you to spot me from across a crowded room and know immediately it’s me
{Draft} CatsRCool: Because you’ll look at me and know I hate cereal
{Draft} CatsRCool: And love cats more than dogs
{Draft} CatsRCool: And used to play Monopoly with my brother
{Draft} CatsRCool: I want you to bring me kombucha
{Draft} CatsRCool: Tell me I don’t have to keep going down this path
{Draft} CatsRCool: I want you to take me into your arms and run
{Draft} CatsRCool: Run as far as we can from this life
{Draft} CatsRCool: I only want you, Jasper
{Draft} CatsRCool: But how?
New message from Music City Matches user CatsRCool at 1:21pm
CatsRCool
Why did the cat go to the ghost’s house?
TheFriendlyGhost
Why?
Because it heard about the purr-anormal activity
Chapter One
JASPER
“Hey old man. You think you’re gonna get any more ice time tonight?”
“Or are you benched because of that pass?”
“I’d bench him.”
I grind my teeth as the game carries on around me, doing my best to ignore the fans heckling me from behind the glass.
One bad pass and they won’t shut up.
