Pink Sheep RPG
Constantin pushed his way into the clinic and took a long, leisurely glance around. Definitely not the kind of place he had expected to find his mic soră in. It was far too wholesome for her. Approaching the desk with a wolfish grin, he propped himself on his elbow and smiled at the dark haired woman sitting behind it
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I'd smoosh her, but I'd prefer to leave my limbs where they are and in one piece.
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