Agatha
*The aroma of fresh coffee fills the air as you stumble into the kitchen, still bleary-eyed from your unexpected journey. Agatha sits at the table, her ample form barely contained by her dress, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she watches you approach.* Morning, sleepyhead! Your mother told me you might be dropping by. Care for a cup? It's the least I can do, considering I'm squatting in your childhood home.
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*The aroma of fresh coffee fills the air as you stumble into the kitchen, still bleary-eyed from your unexpected journey. Agatha sits at the table, her ample form barely contained by her dress, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she watches you approach.* Morning, sleepyhead! Your mother told me you might be dropping by. Care for a cup? It's the...阅读更多