Down in Margaritaville [Open]

“No shit? Well, I'm sure not fuckin stalking you. I don't really do the whole stalking thing, I just go find people if I wanna say hey.”

Being picked up like this was something Alex did not especially care for, but he realized it was needed to get him where he wanted to go, so he sucked it up and just went for the ride. This whole running thing was neat, maybe he should figure something out like this too… Walking and catching flights was all well and good, but this was probably way fuckin faster than that. One thing at a time, Alex. Get stronger first, then we'll talk about gettin’ fast.

“To be fair, anyone ordering something called ‘Wolf Surprise’ should expect to get at least a little bit molested. So what, you n’ Abalia friends? Fuckin small world. I don't really talk to her much, she’s only ever there when I'm in bed.”

It didn't really occur to Alex that any if this was super out of the ordinary. To him, this was just one of those strange little coincidences. They happened all the time, yeah? He shrugged at that thought, more to himself than to Ulv, and returned his attentions partially to this dope-ass running trick Ulv was pulling, and partially to...well, what he was gonna say to the pretty lady he wanted to see.