“This is your most fantastic idea yet, say how high are you on sugar to come up with this idiocy?!”
Deceit snapped with sarcasm dripping from every word as he pressed himself as
much as he could onto the box and away from Roman who had ended up under him.
“Oh har har, don’t hiss at me! This isn’t my fault!” Roman snapped only grimacing when Dee sent him a pointed
Hehehe. Drunk hissy deceit is love