Other than Wade who wants to know how I look in every type of slutty costume imaginable.
Comments? Black Cat giving me death threats? Deadpool hitting on me? Concerns?
Just got back to the manor form ‘training’ and I have a new found love for my parents. How the fuck can they fly and fight like that? It was thrown at us and I’m fucking exhausted. (sorry for my swearing, I swear a lot more when I’m tired).
I love you Dads.
Please. I have to ride a plane home tomorrow.
I wish I was there. But no, I’m stuck here at ‘training’.