TheClosetKidnapper

Jax I sigh and sit back, thinking of what to do next.

Aw. Okay. Bye!

Lol. It's cool though. Definitely a music biz name.

Jace "It was not fun..." i shake my head, then think, "I was asked out by a fourteen year old when I was nine...apparently, I was tall then."

I Don't Care - Apocalyptica feat. Three Days Grace

Lol. And spazzing out like Phillip Phillips did on American Idol...

Jace I think, finding only one thing worthy of topping that. "I fell off a three story building when I was seventeen," Is all I say.

Jax I jot these things down, wanting to remember them later. "I thought about piercing my tongue before," The husband says, sitting back, "I don't know why, but I almost ...

"I'm just a poor boy, don't need no sympathy...." I can so see Jace singing that in front of a mirror, his hairbrush his microphone.

Jax The husband's expression is priceless, a mix of shock and awkwardness. He swallows and looks away. "Uh...okay," He says, "I used to stand in front of the bathroom mirror ...

I know.

Jax This is quite entertaining, I suppress a laugh. "When I was fifteen...Hm. Well, I was an alien then, so I wore some pretty strange stuff...Life scarring stuff. I'd rather ...

Lol. Yes.

Jax "Really? You wouldn't care to hear the explanation?" He asks, shrugging, "Okay. When i was twelve, my brother pants'd me on live television. Boxers and all."

Jax The husband looks at her, shaking his head. "I have a crush on George Clooney," He says. I suppress a laugh, waiting for the wife's reaction.