>>5801708“I thought you were having a goddamn <span class="mu-i">STROKE</span>, sandcrab!” Sputters your date as she frantically dabs the corner of your mouth with a napkin! “<span class="mu-i">CHRIST…</span>”
No, you mutter as you slowly recover from the food-induced euphoria, you were… it…
Too late. A smug, knowing grin spreads across the red menace’s face as you struggle to explain without going overboard! I-IT W-WAS…
“<span class="mu-i">Hmmm? How waaaaas it?</span>”
It was… <span class="mu-i">passable</span>, you conclude with a solemn nod and a hushed tone. Borderline <span class="mu-i">acceptable</span>.
To her credit, the girl gives you a solid <span class="mu-i">second</span> before she shrugs! “Well great! Then you won’t mind if I take a few bites, ri-”
<span class="mu-s">SHE HAS HER OWN!</span>
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