*Jasper's P.O.V.*
Damn.. I'm in LA..my dream town ever since I was fucking 11 years old.
I can finally get officially sponsored and promoted. My art will be everywhere.. This is fucking huge. I've got a good apartment. A little small, but good enough. The price wasn't too bad either.
It's my first night in LA. My boxes can wait. It's not like a had that much to bring over anyway. My couch is set along with my table and two chairs for dining. My bed is set, I just need to out sheets and shit on it. I have around 4 boxes with cloths and nessecities for hygene, along with my painting suplies. I can deal with that stuff tomorrow though. I had heard of this kind of gay bar called "The Planet" I thought I better go and check things out, have fun, get a little fucked up! Ya know? Besides, I work from home. A hangover won't hurt me financially. I guess I can't wear this though. Sweatpants and tank top doesn't scream party to me.
I change into some black skinny jeans with a big studded belt, and some galaxy suspenders left down at my hips. I out on a black and white sleveless flannel and a graffiti covered snapback, worn backwards, of course. I slip on my vans and then wash my face. After washing down my face I out some dark bold eyeliner on and some heavy mascara.
"I'm fucking ready to thrash!" I say to myself in the mirror.
I grab my keys swiftly and head out.
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Not Just Fucking (a Shane Mccutcheon Love Story)
RomanceShane meets an interesting girl at The Planet. She had never seen her before. "I've never seen you here before?" "Can I buy you a drink?" Maybe this is a fresh start for her.
