...I found myself in some of the more choice Quinn wardrobe freebies. Oh, you know. Just lounging in a mesh shirt and faux tiger fur vest, enjoying a seasonal craft IPA. Just another Sunday in Williamsburg!
Somwhere along the line, Jonas said it was his birthday wish to take shirtless photos with me. Timmy took my camera, and Jonas got my shirt off faster than a fatgirl can unwrap a Twix. Here's me trying to hide my giant boner by acting uncomfortable.
