Broken Boulder sad & gay (i broke my lyric title streak so i've given up) feat. pregnant & angery

It was foolish of Queenie to think that this interaction would have been any different from the rest. All that anyone was ever concerned about were the pups — can you feel them move? does it bother you? want some leaves? here, they're good for you — and honestly, she was getting tired of it. Never tried this before, she scoffed, motioning toward the barely touched corpse at her paws, Where'd you find it?

With a sigh, the heavily pregnant Queenie settled back onto her haunches and decided that Alarian's questions were worth addressing. It's my first, yeah. I don't know anything aside from that it's gonna hurt.