Alec Goulet will be rich. Or he wants to be at least, maybe just financially secure realistically speaking. His current goals are to survive until the weekend, watch his sister graduate, and retire in 30~ years in the Bahamas drinking beer, but the whole world being recycled to the whims of some grand cosmic journey that every cognizant being is being subjected to by the periodic ordinance of higher beings probably won't let him do that. ...Make that a definitely. *Author's Note- I'm entirely liable to forget to keep this plot straight, and in terms of romance and all the genre jazz goes, I have no concrete promises, except for nothing sexual I think. I dunno about updates, I shall decide in a fashion relative to if I'm tired or not.