Grouse Thicket so i a[m] i point one back at them but not the index or the pinkie

she did not compute.

aww, c'hhon tarshnout. the slightest tang of desperation in her drawl. why the fuck was he cuntblocking her now?? you think aa' gonna get knocked u - knocked aa- aaah- grimace. gregnant.

gun laughed, and attempted to brush her shoulder against him, not quite reaching his raggedy withers. c'hon helh a lady out.