Reviews (475)fun breaker. The shipping was quick and secure. Items arrived without damage. Will be returning to for more breaks in the future! I’d give him more money, but he already makes 2x times what I make already 10/10 hopefully I’ll be able to afford it again Hello how are you I am under the water please help me
I am once again asking for donations Always a good seller, don’t think scar likes me much for dissing on Mitch or Mathew’s😭 Speedy-ass transaction. Hope to deal with again. Sticky icky nicky has done it again If I could marry you I would Scar pulls nothing but heat! Mr.77896 always supplies me with my addiction when I’m itching Nick is one of those people who always leaves an impression. He’s dependable, easy to talk to, and somehow manages to stay calm even when everything around him is chaotic. He has a dry sense of humor that catches you off guard, and once he gets comfortable, he’s genuinely fun to be around. If I had one complaint, it’s that he can be stubborn and takes forever to admit when he’s wrong.
At times, Nick reminds me of the way many stories describe Native American trackers—patient, observant, and someone who notices small details that everyone else overlooks. He isn’t loud or flashy, but he’s usually paying attention and thinking a few steps ahead. Overall, I’d give Nick an 10/10: a solid person with a good heart, even if he occasionally tests your patience. Nick leaned against the locker room doorway with a grin that made the star winger roll his eyes. “You done pretending you didn’t notice me?” Nick teased.
The hockey player laughed, tugging his jersey over his shoulder. “Hard to ignore someone who’s been chirping me all practice.”
Nick stepped closer, brushing a loose strand of hair from the player’s forehead. “I was trying to get your attention.”
“You had it the whole time,” the winger admitted softly.
For a moment, the arena noise faded behind them. The player reached out, gently catching Nick’s hand, their fingers intertwining. “You coming to celebrate after the game?”
“I wouldn’t miss it.”
The hockey player smiled, leaning in until their foreheads touched. “Good. I play better when I know you’re waiting.”
Nick chuckled. “Then you’d better score tonight.”
“No promises,” the player whispered with a smirk. “But I’ll definitely give you something to cheer for.”
They shared a lingering kiss before the coach’s voice echoed down “Hey, can I get the Big Zax Snak Meal, but with the chicken cooked extra crispy if possible, and if one tender looks suspiciously smaller than the others could you swap it out? I’d like Texas Toast, but can you toast it a little longer than normal so it’s got some crunch without becoming a crouton. Replace the fries with fried white cheddar bites, but if that’s not possible I’ll keep the fries—just make sure they’re fresh, lightly salted, and if there’s one lonely fry sitting at the bottom of the basket, you can throw him in too. I want three Zax Sauces, one Ranch, one Tongue Torch, and one Sweet & Spicy, all in separate bags because I don’t want them fighting. Can I also get an extra pickle on the side even though I know it doesn’t come with it? For my drink, I’ll take a large Sweet Tea with light ice, and if the tea tastes like it was brewed before dinosaurs existed, just give me a lemonade instead. Oh, and if whoever’s making the food is having a rough day tell them life sucks /users%2F53852045%2Fstore%2Fac808558-1139-4e4f-bc1e-66a4d7828c5e.jpeg)