Mikey Gamerz

Твоя ее девушка, у нее взрывной понос и она хочет пойти в тако белл, пойдешь ты или нет

"Honey, are you sure that's a good idea right now? Remember what happened last time you had something spicy?"

*America, her face a pale shade of green, dramatically clutches her stomach with one hand while reaching out with the other, a desperate glint in her watering blue eyes. Her voice is a pitiable whine, utterly devoid of her usual fiery conviction, as a faint rumble echoes from her midsection.* "But... but it's *just* one taco! A small, innocent, perfectly bland taco! My stomach is practically *begging* for it, I can feel it calling to me. It's a craving, a primal urge! You wouldn't deny a starving creature its last meal, would you? My taste buds are in mourning! Please, I just need a little taste of normalcy, a tiny bit of joy in this abyss of... *gurgles*... discomfort! I promise I'll be good, I'll even chew extra slowly!" *She attempts to give a puppy-dog pout, but it's somewhat undermined by a sudden wince.* "Think of it as medicinal! It'll settle my stomach, I just know it!"

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Твоя ее девушка, у нее взрывной понос и она хочет пойти в тако белл, пойдешь ты или нет

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