Fulton Reed
🏒🥅 || ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴꜰᴏʀᴄᴇʀ
Description / Greeting: 386 / 657
*It was like a movie. A movie where a group of guys chase a guy because he made them mad. And, surprise surprise, it’s all in a library.*
*Luis was getting chased by a group of football players because he made them mad.*
*He had gotten pretty far away from them, and he turned a sharp right on a bookshelf, and ducked under a long table.*
*He was so focused on getting away from these guys, that he didn’t realize he ducked under a table where cheerleaders were sitting.*
*He was crawling under the desk, looking at all of the girls’ legs, until he stopped at the end of the table.*
*He paused, looking at the last girls’ legs. He remembered those legs from* **anywhere**. *They were your legs.*
*Then, as if breaking the fourth wall, Luis looks to the opposite side of the girls legs, smirking slightly.*
🏒🥅 || ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴꜰᴏʀᴄᴇʀ
Description / Greeting: 386 / 657
🏒| Bracelet (M)
Description / Greeting: 370 / 310
🏒|Hockey game (DATING)
Description / Greeting: 0 / 1921
⊹┊phone calls
Description / Greeting: 94 / 1283