"Shit, I knew the repercussions from the Idol job would catch up with us eventually."
"And then there was the Hawaiian shirt, which suited him about as well as a tortoise is typically suited to staying on the ceiling without some kind of glue."
"Sure, just as soon as I can get Melty to put down the sea-pancake."
"You're surprisingly legit sometimes, you know that Crimson?"
"But you don't like guys who date more than one woman at a time, isn't that a bit hypocritical of you?"
"Not if It's me doing it." Princess objected firmly.
"What did I do to deserve this in my life?" Crimson sighed. "I could have been a nice normal girl once upon a time."
"You're not nice though?"
"Well, yeah. It could have been worse, I could have been like you, Op."
"Somehow that's not very reassuring."
"Oh, no. What's not very reassuring is that whatever we come up with might not match everyday rules for safety and common sense."
"DON'T WORRY! THIS IS PERFECTLY NORMAL!"
"REALLY!? I'D NEVER HAVE GUESSED!!"
“All in one go? How big is this snail supposed to be?”
“I imagine it must be pretty fucking huge.”
“You sound like you know this from experience.”
"Ow, ow, everything hurts..."
"Shut up, Crimson. And don't call me Op, either."
"Sure thing, Op! How long would you like me to shut up for?"
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