I’m all for smut. Don’t get me wrong but the ways in which his arm is no longer cut open. I don’t like that. That needs to be addressed. We literally were in the process of killing ourselves. Now we’re trying to have a heart attack during sex, but still. He could at least still have a bandage there man. Like you left his bloody nose for what? Behave. My friend’s mental health needs to be addressed a tiny bit.

..thank you.. I was minding my own business. Just chilling around my family. I popped open this chapter. When Nanjos eyes started glowing, I clutched my breasticle like I was clutching my pearls and I had to get out of the tab. I was caught in my mind. Like Jesus was standing behind me like what the fuck are you doing. I’m gonna have to save this for later