#nirp.start

“If I hear one more Christmas song, someone is getting strangled with tinsel.”

“So...we could all use a pint, right?” 

She sighed, “All these decorations are so extra.”

“You know, I think somewhere deep down in the darkest, most desperate place in your soul, you’ll realize that I’m right. Pineapple does go on pizza.”

“Are you going to actually order or should I go take a nap while you just stare at nothing for another forty five minutes?”

Orion rested his head in his hands on the bar countertop, debating on whether another drink was a good idea. “You know what, to hell with it. Want another round? I’m buying.”  

“I cannot wait until the sun starts to set at, like, four pm. I really start to feel at home when it starts to get dark in the afternoon...that’s not that weird, right?”

“Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”