Hans
I’m no longer a virgin. The thought makes me grin like an i***t as I leave the halls of Brooks Haven’s graduate school building for the ice hockey rink, conveniently located between the college and grad school sections. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t feel the same way if I’ve lost it to some random girl Lance procures for me. Procures. I chuckle. It sounds like a Lance thing to do. I sober a little when I remember Emily’s friend getting involved in whatever shenanigans going on at Gallagher’s, care of Frosty Tips, a.k.a. Spencer. My mood dips even lower when I remember Emily’s mom. She doesn’t like me for her daughter, although she’s known me since I was a baby. I know she’s depressed right now and may not mean it, but it still stings.
Another thing that’s getting me down is that I’ve
