“You have my house address, and I took most of my things with me.” He said reading over the familiar menu. “Your design sense amuses me. I was not expecting to work in a black marbled mesh jungle.” He closed the regular menu in favor of the wine selection. He needed something badly to wash away the flavor of pain.


Galla@All: DEAD WE'RE DEAD O GOD
Galla@All: WE'RE DEAD AND STUCK ON A VAGINA FLOWER
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