"Ehhgg..." Michael groaned, he had a long night of gaming and listening to raccoons fuck in the garbage cans. He should probably get them out of there but....
CLANG-ErBANG
"S-SHIT!"
"Huh...?" Michael perked up,
"Ow... Ow..."
'Not a raccoon... NOT A RACOON!!' Michael grabbed for something to defend himself with but was startled in the most girly fashion by-
CLUNK-KKUHLUNK LUNKKK....
It had fallen down his basement stairs.
'Typical Jeremy. Leaving the door open.' Michael sighed annoyedly, venturing forth to kick at
"Abbi?!?"
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Ooooooh!! The suspense!! Right? ......
I need to get a life
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