Alex Drake

Nathan did anything he could to feel. Whether that was drink or drugs, partying until ungodly hours but after being stuck inside for almost four years he’d been sobered up and clean. His prescription medication being the only drug he’d taken. He knew going back to his old ways would only screw him up more but he didn’t care. His head was already fuzzy from the amount of times he’d already taken a hit on the bong he managed to get hold of, offering it to the person beside him. “Wanna hit, brah?”

“ this place is amazing — but do you know where i can get some good food completely basted in layers of grease?? and not just grease, i mean, the amount of grease found in the entire cast of jersey shore’s hair grease. oh!! and i need a nice cup of coffee. lots of them.” lorelai paused, pursing her lips towards the stranger. “you know, it’s a dream to be miles away from my mother— but i really wish rory could have came along. who’s rory?? she’s just this child who came to my door, and decided to hide in my attic for 18 years. kidding — she’s my daughter”

“I don’t think i have ever seen a place that was amazing like this one, this is a great change after what happen in the mountains.”