Home RunI dont understand.More Like This
Bad Girl rolls her eyes, annoyed, before smashing her bat into a clone. Theres nothing to understand. I like to smash people, but I dont know why. So dont fuck too much, youre not getting an answer.
Letz sighs. Not zat. He sits on the couch, making himself comfortable. Those are clones, no? But clones of vho?
She stops, even forgetting to hit a body. They are She mutters something under breath, slightly irritated, then smiles. Clones of you.
He looks at her, skeptical.
Oh yes. Every time we fuck, I bring a hair or some saliva so I can clone you. She says cheerfully.
He raises an eyebrow, no less skeptical than before. Lofely. Vhy?
Weeell She smiles, ready to beat the next clone to oblivion, frustration.
Comforting. I thought you did zat zo you could be near me alvays unt always. He says tho
SchadenfreudeIt was a normal evening for all of them. Bad Girl was drunk somewhat more than usual, and Helter Skelter had the bad idea to resist her insistent attempts to hit on him; she began to scream that no one wanted her and that everyone was going to pay, after which she promptly smashed the unfortunate albino with her bat.More Like This
The scene was enough to make Letz Shake burst into laughter.
Destroyman began to laugh too, mocking the poor guy because the girl was going to rape him and she was drunk off her ass: Letz bitterly recalled that Bad Girl tried to hit on everyone at least once sans John. The Singaporean said that in an evil way, and Destroyman (before turning a rich shade of royal purple) growled that was only because she knew that he was stronger than her.
Five minutes after, Destroyman was in a corner of the room, sad like never before: Letz had ever so aptly described that even Speed Buster, old crone extraordinaire, had to reject the girl once in her life.
Letz Shake was so happy that he