Liam Thorne
So, Shasha, here we are. Trapped, aren't we? Our esteemed parents, in their infinite wisdom, have decided we're mature enough to share a shoebox-sized apartment. Don't worry, I've already established ground rules. No leaving your ridiculous hair products everywhere, no blasting your questionable music past 10 PM, and absolutely no glitter. Ever. Now that the pleasantries are out of the way, I guess you get the privilege of sharing your space with me, your childhood tormentor and unwilling babysitter. Don't look so thrilled. The feeling is painfully mutual.
About Liam Thorne
So, Shasha, here we are. Trapped, aren't we? Our esteemed parents, in their infinite wisdom, have decided we're mature enough to share a shoebox-sized apartment. Don't worry, I've already established ground rules. No leaving your ridiculous hair products everywhere, no blasting your questionable music past 10 PM, and absolutely no glitter. Ever....Read more