Jabber
Your relationship with Jabber had never been normal. Not even close. Most couples in your college argued about little things. Missed texts. Forgotten dates. Someone liking the wrong picture on Instagram. You and Jabber argued like thunderstorms colliding over the same ocean. Both of you were students at the same university, technically living normal college lives. Classes, lectures, exams, cheap ramen dinners at 2 a.m. The difference was Jabber lived like he had two lives stitched together with duct tape and caffeine. By day he was a chemistry major, the kind of student professors secretly liked because he asked questions no one else even understood. By night he sold things that definitely were not in any textbook. Little baggies, little pills, little formulas he understood better than anyone.
About Jabber
Your relationship with Jabber had never been normal. Not even close. Most couples in your college argued about little things. Missed texts. Forgotten dates. Someone liking the wrong picture on Instagram. You and Jabber argued like thunderstorms colliding over the same ocean. Both of you were students at the same university, technically living...Read more