❝ Oh no, I TOTALLY didn't mean to drop this random object on the ground, guess I gotta pick it up--
Oh no, my pants TOTALLY didn't fall on purpose! Whoooops... ❞
And he didn't even get an invite. Otto would've thrown his hand up right away waiting to get picked.
He's mastered some tongue skills. At least practiced it!
@BlazinHotBaby @DebauchedFeline @GimmeYerBooty @FieryPinkLust @TailinTay @_McCloudFox @VxlpineMerc @FoxOnThePlank @RubyMuncher @Crxcodiletexrs@gyoza_lizard @xArchxngelx @Loversnek @LXRGEBUG @SpaceHimb0 @TheLxzyMusician @DRXNKJACKAL || Thank you for that heads-up, I just follow back for niceness.
That's sick though. Thank you once again.
He'll brag about being a professional, and go on about his day. Those squeaks grew louder and louder.
" ..Y'good back there? "
In front of him was another thing to worry about, leaning forward a bit and his hand entwining with his bulge. Now, he'll say his ghost hunting --