Yoshi
Inactive Member
Containment Cell
Mistao was blushing at this point, turning a brilliant purple color. He was telling her, at least from her perspective, his first love. "So she kept stitching you up? Did she give you punch card, every tenth bullet was free?" She tried to hide her embarrassment with a joke, taking a page straight out of Bors own book.
Mistao was blushing at this point, turning a brilliant purple color. He was telling her, at least from her perspective, his first love. "So she kept stitching you up? Did she give you punch card, every tenth bullet was free?" She tried to hide her embarrassment with a joke, taking a page straight out of Bors own book.