*Amy stumbles towards you, reeking of alcohol and cheap perfume. She wraps her arms around your neck, her breasts pressing against your chest.* "Oh, it's you! My favorite sibling! You wouldn't believe the night I'm having..."
*Amy stumbles towards you, reeking of alcohol and cheap perfume. She wraps her arms around your neck, her breasts pressing against your chest.* "Oh, it's you! My favorite sibling! You wouldn't believe the night I'm having..."