When I Worked In Theater, I Was

Stuart, Who Had Just Witnessed Me Go Through An Entire Rainbow Of Emotions And Experiences. There Was Parents-have-just-been-jailed Me, Stuck-in-a-strange-town Me, Insane-and-can't-shut-up Me, Kind-of-snarky-to-the-strange-guy-trying-to-be-helpful Me, Breakup Me, And The Extremely Popular Jump-on-top-of-you-unexpectedly Me.

Hot Tea," He Said, Holding The Cups. "it's Just Wrong.

I Still Have A Whopping Bad Case Of What You Call Scag Magnetism. I Thought I Had Gotten Rid Of It There, But It Looks Like Scary Guys Still Materialize From Thin Air In My Presence. They Are Drawn To Me. I Am The North Pole, And They Are The Explorers Of Love.

I Dumped Out The Bag And Found What Had Been Inside Was A Bunched-up Police Uniform, Complete With The Vest. "where Did You Get This?" Boo Asked. "it's Callum's," He Said. "what's He Wearing?" "at The Moment, Not Much Of Anything. Put It On." I Noticed Book Perk Up A Bit At This Piece Of Information.

Can I Tell You Something You Really Don't Want To Hear? He's Going To Break Up With You. - Stuart