He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

"Promise me that you'll always love me, josh." He hooked his pinky with mine and smiled, "I pinky promise." (lowercase intended)

the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying