Ton #3
Ton #3
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ONE OF THE GREAT THINGS ABOUT HAVING YOUR OWN MAGAZINE IS THAT IT IS A LEGIT FREE PASS TO BE, FRANKLY SPEAKING, A RIGHT NOSY COW. I ALWAYS SAY THAT THERE IS NOTHING QUITE LIKE A GOOD OLD-FASHIONED ROOT AROUND SOMEONE'S HOME, AND A POKE AROUND THEIR GARDEN, TO REALLY BREAK THE ICE. NEXT THING YOU KNOW IT'S 3 A.M. AND YOU ARE BOTH PISSED AS FARTS, DANCING AROUND THE KITCHEN TABLE IN ARCHIVE YOHJI, SCREAMING ABOUT HOW MUCH YOU ADORE ONE ANOTHER. I MEAN, I ONLY POPPED IN FOR A QUICK RECCE. BUT THEN I HAVE NEVER BEEN ONE FOR TIGHT-LIPPED FORMALITY, OR BEEN KNOWN TO REFUSE A DRINK OR TWO FOR THAT MATTER.

