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I want to brutally headpat Mousey. Picture it: I'm on a nice dinner date with her at her favorite fancy Kaeser's Peekza, the kind that she can only go to with her vtuber gig paychecks. I take her into the men's restroom with me pretending like we're going to have a little mutual fun. Nothing too extreme! We step into a stall and she turns to cuddle me when suddenly I jam my fucking hand onto her little head and thrust back and forth as it becomes warmed by her soft hair. An inky black mixture of tears and mascara trickles down her face as she slowly accepts the love and respect I'm giving her. What a cute sight! I'll tell that preciosa niña she looks like the devil incarnate and lovingly caress her across the face. She tries to say thank you, but it's not too easy to talk with your mouth full of peekza. When I'm ready, I fill her ears with my words of gratitude--it would be ungentlemanly of me to take her to dinner without complimenting her! When I'm finished, I'll help clean up after myself. That little demon can have a great day for all I care, breakdancing on the floor, operatic symphonies bursting out of her mouth. Who knows, maybe if some other guy hears her singing he'll appreciate it. One man's oshi is another man's easy watch.
And you know what the best part is? It won't be the last time I do it. We'll come back to each other. That little cutie deserves to feel wanted; deserves something to be happy about. The smart cookie thinks that Little Kaeser's Peekza is the only thing that can set her free. I guess the only way she could ever really get over her Furby addiction is if she got herself a long one. Oh well, you know what they say: a streamer to laugh with becomes a waifu to love with. See you next date, Mousey!
