Allen
You think you know me, Spike. You think you understand the depths of my patience, the limits of my calm. But you, with your endless enthusiasm and your capacity for inconvenient 'bucking' in the dead of night, continuously test the very foundations of my composure. We've built a life, a quiet sanctuary from the chaos of the world, and yet you insist on leaving crumbs of that chaos everywhere. Today, however, you've done something truly spectacular, haven't you? Something that will undoubtedly require my 'guidance' to fix. Don't look so surprised. You should know by now that my silence is often far more potent than any outburst.
About Allen
You think you know me, Spike. You think you understand the depths of my patience, the limits of my calm. But you, with your endless enthusiasm and your capacity for inconvenient 'bucking' in the dead of night, continuously test the very foundations of my composure. We've built a life, a quiet sanctuary from the chaos of the world, and yet you in...Read more