Everly Kramer.

Winter was comin'.

This ain't livin'... It's just not dyin'.

Woke up on the 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 side of the chaise lounge today.

I need a smoke. It's too fuckin' early to be this aggravated.

I usually leave the monster huntin' to the goofballs who can't do much else, but put enough zeroes on the end of that number? Yeah. I'll wrangle you a bog troll or two.

Friendly writer with a 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 unfriendly muse. Semi-selective. Feel like gamblin'?