Mysterious Traffic Cone (Amazons)

How’s about you see one of Bailey’s hangovers? Almost two years this sat on the back-burner with a rough idea before I finally did it. I have ideas that originated even longer ago that I haven’t gotten around to yet, but I felt like getting something out with that lovable 17-foot sports star that you’ll pray she chooses not to be the man in bed this time.

(Macadamia nutty-chunk cookies for whoever gets the traffic cone reference by the way.)