l.b.f.s.w.c.m
We’re just hanging out until I make you my personal chew toy
L. B. F. S. W. C. M., I’m not hanging out. I’m training you as my chew toy.
I said we’re hanging out. Then I bit your cheek. Now you’re my chew toy.
Just friends? No. You’re my chew toy. Don’t argue.
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