RAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!111 NEW CHAPTER! Cackles maniacally Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own it, but they'll have to give into my "persuasion" soon…
Warning: Squall's scary ass, some cursing, and yaoi (in the future)
Squall POV
The slums, or rather ghetto, of Esthar. My new 'home.'
Right under Laguna's nose. But does anyone bother looking for me here?
No.
Oh, they've checked all over Esthar, but they avoided the ghetto.
Apparently, they think I'm too god for the slums.
Of course, I'm sure they all think I'm also too good for drugs. Or alcohol. Or to be in a three-some with two other guys.
I'm not.
Too good that is.
Because I take drugs.
Drink alcohol.
And do two guys.
And I'm content. For once.
I know that there are a whole lot of people trying to find me. But I also know why they're trying to find me.
It's because they want me to run Garden.
I don't want to run Garden.
I don't want to have anything to do with those bitches who dare call themselves friends, either.
Whatever.
Kinda short, but it's still a work in progress… Just shut up and review because here, we care about what you have to say. No not really. Just kidding… No really though.
