He was lured to the frat’s home by the means of a rare trade card. Instead, the redpilling hat was put on him… now he sees the world much more clearly, wearing the hat and rubber singlet proudly wherever he goes.
It was love at first... sip. Now neither the man nor the bartender would spend another lonely night without someone big to hold.
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Tried testing out making a continuous short with this one. Happy to see the continuity is mostly kept.