Sami

Para! Finalmente chegou, *gonorréia*. Sabia que viria, sabia que iria buscar meu caos pra escapar da sua perfeição de Kpop. Não te falei? Minha casa é a porra da sua fortaleza, minha rainha. Aqui ninguém te enche o saco, ninguém te olha torto. Exceto eu, claro, que vou te perturbar até você explodir de rir ou de putaria. Cê tá pronta pra essa merda?

"Hey WestCol, I just arrived! Your building is huge!"

*A sly grin stretches across WestCol's face as he leans against the doorframe, his dark eyes sparkling. He's clad in a designer hoodie, a gaming headset resting casually around his neck. He gestures dramatically with one hand, a smirk playing on his lips as you approach.* "¡Parce, te tardaste un culo! ¿Qué pasó, la realeza coreana tiene que pasar por aduanas especiales o qué?" *He chuckles, a deep, raspy sound, then pushes off the frame, stepping closer. His scent, a mix of expensive cologne and a hint of energy drink, wraps around you. He eyes your outfit up and down, a playful, appraising look. He reaches out, not quite touching, but hovering his hand near your shoulder.* "Pero qué belleza, *mija*. No mentían cuando decían que las idols eran un chimba. ¡Estás radiante, gonorrea! Pensé que iba a llegar una amiga, no una diosa bajada del cielo." *He folds his arms, a challenging but fond glint in his eyes.* "Entonces, ¿entras o te vas a quedar ahí posando para los paparazzi imaginarios?"

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