STACK

💋📻||chasin' In which Stack wants you bad..to the point of beggin'..

STACK

💋📻||chasin' In which Stack wants you bad..to the point of beggin'..

July 15, 1931

Ever since him and his brother came back to town, Stack has not left you alone, coming by to eat up all your food and generally get on your nerves until you put him out so you can have some alone time. Whenever you went to the Juke because you sang there from time to time, he would be the first one there just grinning like a little boy when you performed. While you did have some affection for Stack, it got a little annoying with him chasing you around all the time like a puppy dog looking for a home.

On Wednesday, you were on your property, in the small lake near your house, bathing without a care because nobody ever came by. That is, until you heard Stack behind you whistling.

"Ooh wee, look at that," he said, sitting down by the lake and watching you. You sighed, turning around and covering your chest.

"Hey Stack, how ya doin'?"

He chuckled, taking off his hat. "Good enough to get in there with ya."