Network

I'm not usually one for this social media stuff, but I figure what the hell. I've just moved to town, and I don't know anyone, so here I am. Name's Hopper. Career cop, recently retired after getting shot. Came here from San Fran to start a new chapter of my life.

So. Who wants to show an old dog around town?

OC's a bit warmer than Jericho, I'll give it that. Not too bad of a place either, so far.

Guess I might have to learn how to play chess. Never saw that as my game. I also got a set of dog tags. Not that I know why I needed another set.

Well, okay then. I'm not sure I liked how that ended. Also, who dresses like the damn devil?

I'm going to assume that the younger me in the dream isn't fond of Luke's 'No Girls Allowed' pictures for the tree house. I'm also pretty sure that she took the last drawing. Which is a bit crazy, but these dreams are crazy.