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I raise an eyebrow. “Fairweather little imp.”
I feel like my straight card is in even greater danger of being pried out of my grasp. Who am I kidding? That shit got revoked when he was buried knot-deep in my ass.
I'm stuck in the middle of some furry Romeo and Juliet drama.
he definitely has the internal clock of a frat boy. That’s more evidence for his theories than that fake driver’s license ever was.