HEY
HEY ASSHOLE
IF YOU THINK I'M GOING TO PLAY GAMES FOR GIRLS JUST BECAUSE OF THIS
I WILL THROW YOU INTO A GAS GIANT SO FAST EVEN TROLL WILL SMITH WON'T FUCKING BELIEVE IT.
THIS IS SO STUPID.
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE POINT.
'BORING'?
HOW IS RUNNING AROUND RIPPING INTO YOU ASSHOLES WITH A SICKLE BORING?
GETS ME THROUGH THE FUCKING DAYS PRETTY FINE WITHOUT LOOKING AT MY BULGE AND GOING 'MAN, I WONDER HOW THE GIRLS GET ALONG WITH OUT ONE OF THESE.'
FOR FUCK'S SAKE I DIDN'T NEED TO KNOW HOW THE CRAZY HALF FUCKING LIVES.
AUGH. FUCK THIS SHIT. IT'S NOT IMPORTANT.
DID ANYONE ELSE NOTICE ALL THAT FUCKING MIST IN THE EVENING?
PRETTY SUSPECT IF YOU ASK ME.
WELL IT WOULDN'T BE IN NORMAL SITUATIONS
HEY LOOK IT'S JUST ANOTHER WEATHER RELATED PHENOMENOM.
AT LEAST IT'S NOT FUCKING FROST OR SNOW OR RIVERS OF BLOOD OR SHIT LIKE THAT.
BUT HERE IT'S KIND OF FISHY, RIGHT?
I MEAN, WE'RE ALL PENNED IN THANKS TO THAT SHIT.
HAS ANYONE TRIED WALKING THROUGH IT BEFORE?
(
[PRIVATE: Minako 23% Hackable]
OKAY YOU DISGUSTING PIECE OF ASS TRASH.
I GUESS NOW IS AS GOOD A TIME AS ANY TO SHOW YOU HOW TROLLS DO ROMCOMS.
BUT.
JUST SO YOU FUCKING KNOW.
THIS IS JUST BETWEEN US.
YOU. ME. BLESSED SILENCE.
NO QUESTIONS, NO TOUCHING, NO TALKING, NO GETTING NEAR ME, NO PISSING ME OFF UNTIL I LAY INTO YOU WITH THE WRATH OF A THOUSAND ANGELS WITH HEMMEROIDS.
ARE WE UNDERSTOOD?