>>45093628Think Name, think! Kronii, loopy off meds and unable to move her jaw, alone in a karaoke bar with a nephilim in heat. A little bit of alcohol, a microphone, a paralyzed girl, and a feisty horndog ready to pounce after finally meeting Kronii. The booth is hot from the radiator heat, and moist from the sweat and passion of the two girls belting their hearts out. They're tired, tense, thirsty, throats hoarse. Imagine, Name. Imagine with all five of your senses. IMAGINE! IMAAAAAAAAGINE!!!
