The Space Thats In Between Insane And Insecure

Hi my name is Will Baby'blue Charles Patrick Comiskey Smith Hockey and I have curly blond hair with honey streaks and golden tips that reaches my mid-neck and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Renee Rapp (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Patrick Kane but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a bunny but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a hockey player, and I play for a team called the Sharks in California where I’m in my third year (I’m twenty-one). I’m a prep (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly baby blue. I love Zara and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a baby blue quarter zip with a matching snapback and navy blue shorts, white scrunchy socks and white dirty sneakers. I was walking outside SAP Center. It was warm and sunny so there were no clouds, which I was very happy about. A lot of brunettes stared at me. I smiled at them.

Yeah like in the case of this all timer

imagine losing six games in a row then filming a podcast gazing lovingly across the three feet between your separate double twin beds in the hotel room you still insist on sharing with your coworker, then a few days later, getting stopped by a crazy old lady in the hallway of a new york city sports bar while trying to take a piss on an evening walk with that same coworker, before your fully platonic candlelit dinner at famous exclusive date spot carbone that you booked months in advance, and within 20 seconds she asks if you’re single then unpromptedly calls you bisexual in front of god and her 300k tiktok followers, and then the next day your coworker gets a hat trick and you score the ot winner off his assist and you finally win a game and when you get back to the locker room this is the first thing you hear: