"…"
Well, if he insisted. Broly doesn’t object, not because he didn’t want to argue, but because the thought never occurred to him in the first place. All he saw was somebody who seemed hungry, it always helped Broly to satiate himself when he was annoyed.
Broly stared at him for a moment, eyes droopy and languid. Slowly, he pulled out a huge chunk of meat from a sack he was carrying and handed it over to Orion.
/ Fuck I'm so #green. Ah, yeah. I won't roleplay till I get a pinned set up, which is soon. Additionally, this account is as story-driven and combat focused as much as it is lewd. Just a fair warning. 🫡