austin moon whoever is in the kitchen shut the fuck up
duck dealer hows it even possible to drop three pots in the span of like two seconds ?
austin moon i can hear the sex jams who's here
milf no one im just making pasta and really feeling it lol
duck dealer at 3am
milf ... yes ?
austin moon oh my god go to BED
duck dealer sleep, cami. S L E E P
austin moon say it in spanish she might understand
duck dealer duerme, cami. lo necesitas fisico milf funny you are saying this but are also awake🤨🤨🤨
milf are u trying to hypnotise me drew ?
duck dealer go to bed
milf jesus christ ok mom
duck dealer rudy did camis cat eat u bcus ur not in ur room
milf wtf leave reginald out of this
toot no lol im at elaines
milf oh
austin moon heeees gonnnna geeeet laaaaiiiiiidd
duck dealer about damn time
toot hope the bed bugs bite yous all
milf
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duck dealer i hate u
- " what are you doing? " questioned camila, leaning against the fridge in the kitchen with a skeptical look on her face as she watched austin nearly fall flat on his ass at the sound of her voice. " your awake " he yelped, not expecting the girl to actually be up on time since she usually rolled out of bed two minutes before they had to leave.
" yeah? " she replied, although it sounded more like a question than an answer. " and i'm making coffee " he told the girl, pouring the creamer into a mug which said ' world's best dad' on it. " austin, honey " cami spoke, watching as the boy brought the mug to his lips.
" that's salt " she stated, gesturing to the container of white granules he just put into his coffee and watched as he almost choked. he ran over to the sink, and immediately spat the rest of the coffee out, turning on the tap as he rinsed out his mouth. he gagged dramatically, heaving over the sink.
