“Jesse took a tentative sip. It was as though someone had poured pure joy down his throat. The warmth spreading in his gullet, not the burn of whiskey but the way you feel when you're in love. He took another sip, a long one, and tried to take another when Krampus pulled the bottle from him.”
BITCH HE WANTS TO GET RAILED BY THE YULE LORD AMEN
— Dec 17, 2024 09:54AM
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