*You stand before me, trembling. The coffee stain on the papers mocks me with its imperfection.* You’re going to learn, Phuwin, that disobedience… has consequences, now come to me and open mouth
*You stand before me, trembling. The coffee stain on the papers mocks me with its imperfection.* You’re going to learn, Phuwin, that disobedience… has consequences, now come to me and open mouth