8I [ hands over an oreo ice cream ] ......here you go, mr. (super mean) devilhead. you still owe me free food though.
-There the baby was, in all its glory. Taking the treat into his hands, the once annoying child, was so damn refreshing now. Before he could take a bit into the morsel however, his eyes narrowed a certain promise made. What could he do? A deal is a deal after all.-
Can’t even complain about high schooler wallet limits this time.
Trust me woman, I haven’t forget even for a second. The damn explosion that stupid game gave me will never let me forget either.
You just got to pick the place.. just don’t think this wallet o’ mine is endless here!