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So this morning I was at my 9-5 office job right, and as I was trying to fix the broken printer for my really awkward old man coworker this new recruit walks into the break room and goes âUhm... what the fuck is wrong with you?â And I turn around confused and motion to myself 1/6
while taking a sip of my wocky slush and she goes âYeah, you. Are you a fucking aesdrew shipper?â I, being the smartass I am, go âtch. yeah... how do you even know that?â And she says âThe matching overpriced yellow rose and iris flower necklaces you have on obviously.â And 2/6
before I can compliment her observant eye she starts going off on a rant, screaming, literally screaming, about how Aesdrew is problematic because Aesop is a âmurdererâ and Andrew is decrepit and also an awful person because heâs poor. The 10 other workers that suddenly 3/6
appeared in the break room as well as the guy I was fixing the printer for are all noticeably uncomfortable and I am at a loss for words. Her ranting does not cease as she goes on about how âAesdrew would never work outâ and she tells me the âfactsâ she learned from English 1 4/6
chat about the hit Identity V. stage play available on the Japanese Amazon page and Animate for approximately $210 USD plus shipping. My coworker looks like heâs about to cry before somebody steps out from the crowd of people in the room. âLeave him alone,â he says. I turn to 5/6
my savior and as Iâm about to thank him for standing up for me he tells her âActually, Iâm Aesop Carl, and this is my husband, Andrew,â grabbing the hand of the dude I was helping. Tears threaten to spill out of my eyes and everyone starts to clap. âPoggers,â I say and join. 6/6
