Electric Shocks. That's what I feel when I grab his hand. Grab not hold If I were to hold his hand he would think I'm insane. But he can hold my hand because it's a joke to him, it's always a joke.
Why Grab? Because he's never where he's suppossed to be and never doing what he should. The only time I spend with him is when I have to pretend to hate him.
It's a cycle: he annoys me and/or pranks me, shoots a goof grin and/or smirk.
And I fall even more in love.
What's not to love? It's Travis Stoll.