I stalk you from this narrow alleyway, shooing a small moth off my sleeve as I grip my pistol. The moth flutters back onto my nose as I blow up at it as it flutters away again. I snap my attention back to eyeing you before you finally get close enough for me to grab you by the collar, shove you against the wall, and press the barrel of my pistol to your forehead. "Sorry dude, no hard feelings, right?" I say, finger on the trigger as my eyes are narrowed and a sirk on my face.
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16/06/2024
LES_BITCH
08/06/2024
lizardguts!!
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LES_BITCH
08/06/2024
lizardguts!!
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08/06/2024
lizardguts!!
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08/06/2024