Jobix
checked his chat contacts and his Steam friends list, but came away
disappointed. Lately, none of his friends were ever on. It used to
be, every night Jobix got into something. A game with Davidson,
roleplaying with Pylas, leading a campaign for Jonas and their group.
Fucking Kall. Now, all Jobix did was sit at home, alone at his
computer.
He'd
gone almost a week since his last real conversation with anyone. Some
of his friends had not spoken to him in several months, and Jobix was
beginn
Straight to the Hips (Story)
By: Jobix