Fucking dumbass. When you went missing, not only did Minatan write that post, but there were hella people worried about you. What else do you need, a bed of rose petals, a house in the hills, a written love declaration straight from someone's heart and/or nuts? It's in shit like that that you get to see it.
(he breaks minato's brain, now maybe he breaks sha-ming's, but there's no bite in his words, as they come out light and well-spirited.)
Weirdly enough, pretty sure Minato can handle himself when he feels like it, but, yeah. I got him.
(if sha-ming looks at him, though, now with all that dark hair, the redness of his cheeks are starting to show. yes, he's already starting to get tipsy, and the drink is not even finished and he already has another one queued up.)
Yeah, Jerry's just their spokesperson for sure, no way motherfucker runs anything... But he's what I have so far, so my plans are stomping on his left ball to get impulse to kick the higher up in the face. This place gave me super-strength, Shamin'. That's fucked up.
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(he breaks minato's brain, now maybe he breaks sha-ming's, but there's no bite in his words, as they come out light and well-spirited.)
Weirdly enough, pretty sure Minato can handle himself when he feels like it, but, yeah. I got him.
(if sha-ming looks at him, though, now with all that dark hair, the redness of his cheeks are starting to show. yes, he's already starting to get tipsy, and the drink is not even finished and he already has another one queued up.)
Yeah, Jerry's just their spokesperson for sure, no way motherfucker runs anything... But he's what I have so far, so my plans are stomping on his left ball to get impulse to kick the higher up in the face. This place gave me super-strength, Shamin'. That's fucked up.