Nash? Grier?
Nash Grier?

I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I mean his eyes.
I mean my eyes.

I stood there in shock.
I’m finally face to face with…

NASH GRIER!
I’m not obsessed.

I couldn’t move.
I was drowning in his eyes.

Blue eyes.
Piercing blue eyes.
Beautiful, piercing, blue eyes.

That’s my spring break fantasy.
What’s yours?