t h i r t y - o n e
him: aren't you afraid of your arm becoming permanently black?
me: don't try to scare me
him: but what if it does?
me: it won't
{ i'm sorry }
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him: aren't you afraid of your arm becoming permanently black?
me: don't try to scare me
him: but what if it does?
me: it won't
{ i'm sorry }
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top