hugging, his ear bleeding
“Thank you…”
(E side dad)
"Yw sweetheart...but l-lets clean your ear, alright?"
(Heh, frankenstein dad)
didn’t think of that)
“H huh…o oh…”
Lol, really?)
"Yeah...you d-don't wanna get it infected y-you know, this place isn't exactly Clean you know, h-heh"
(nope!)
“L let’s g go to a private room okay?”
Well at least i said it! :>)
"A-Alright..."
(ya(
In a private room
“T there’s beds in here!?”
"Yeah, You didn't know that?"
“I t thought it was just lap dancing and shit”
He lay down, getting blood on the smooth satin sheets
"W-Well yeah we still can do that, but it's in every private room"
