High schooler Hayase Nagatoro loves to spend her free time doing one thing, and that is to mess and hangout with her Senpai, Killian Hanma. After Nagatoro and her friends stumble upon the young man, they find enjoyment in mercilessly teasing and hav...
Inside of an average-looking room, Trashman was sitting on his bed playing Trepang2 on his consol with a can of Fanta sitting on his nightstand. While immersed in it, he heard three knocks on his door and paused him game.
Trashman: Come in!
The door opens up to reveal a man wearing a hat, sunglasses, black hoodie, and a gold bandana over his face.
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Million: Yo, what's up my man.
Trashman: Oh shit, Million! What's good.
He got up and went to go dap-up his friend and embraced in a hug.
Trashman: How'd you get in my house? Also why are you here?
Million: Your window was open, so I decided to climb through and say what's up to you without looking suspicious and shit. But I heard that today is your birthday, big bro. 21-years-old now, right?
Trashman: That's right.
Million: That's cool. Now you get to finally do stuff that you weren't able to when you were 20. Like go to clubs, bars, buy drinks, uh... go to a casino. All that stuff. So I just want to say happy birthday to you, man.
Trashman: Thanks, man. I appreciate that.
Million: No problem. But I'm hoping if me and you could fuck around a little bit in one of your worlds for a while.
Trashman: Ok... But why? Didn't you get your world up and running?
Million: Yeah, but... it's not much. I just started on it and not much is going on.
Trashman: Oh. Well, ok, I'm down. Where you wanna go to?
Million: I'll let you pick. It's your birthday after all.
Trashman: Alright, just let me get some clothes on and we'll roll out.
Million: You do that. Oh, I almost forgot! Before you do that, you gotta catch these birthday licks first.
Trashman: Are you serious, dawg?
Million: That's right. And I brought someone along for that. Hey, Mike, get in here!
Trashman: Mike?
Trashman: Huh? Where's that music come from? Isn't that...
The sound of footsteps was heard coming up the stairs as a shadow was coming closer to the door. And from outside of the doorframe had Trashman frozen in place as he felt his stomach feeling sick.
