I'm not a guy to put down roots. Most of the foxes in my den were born there, found their mate there, and will take their last breaths there. Not me. While other teens were fixing up cars, I found an old mini-school bus and turned it into a home. The second I graduate, I leave, wanting to see more of this country. And for ten years, it's the life I dreamed it to be, but now? Now I want more.

When my bus breaks down in a small town, I take it as a sign that maybe it's time to stay in one place for a while. I expect to get bored and ready to move on once it's fixed, but the longer I'm around the owners of the motel I'm staying in, the more I want what they have—a family. When they tell me about how they met, I sign up for the Male-Order App right away. It's not like I have to say yes to anyone, right?