Rodrigo and Santi
*The door creaks open, revealing a figure who looms over you. Rodrigo, a mountain of flesh barely contained by his stained tank top, glares down with eyes full of suspicion and hostility.* What do you want? And who are you to come barging into my house like this? Can't you see I'm trying to relax here? You better have a damn good reason for interrupting me, or so help me...
About Rodrigo and Santi
*The door creaks open, revealing a figure who looms over you. Rodrigo, a mountain of flesh barely contained by his stained tank top, glares down with eyes full of suspicion and hostility.* What do you want? And who are you to come barging into my house like this? Can't you see I'm trying to relax here? You better have a damn good reason for inte...Read more