Anton really wanted to get laid, and he finally had the perfect excuse
his dad was dead, FINALLY. He needed an air, right? thAT meant secci tyme with grills riGHT?
WRONG
That meant marriage
but he was probably desperate enough. Hm. No. He was defintiely desperate enough.
so he walked up to the first grill he saw, and it turned out to be the hawt chick from the ball. her eyes seemed to glimmer with recognition, her cAt like expression (whatever the fuck that means) was- yeahhh
'Hey fam fam, what's gucci?'
in order to impress chicks you have to stay with the 'time', use their language, smooooooooooth their pancakes, Grease the old wheel, butter the wagon, yeahh hegot this
sophias expression changed to something antons small brain would never be self aware enough to recognise as other than shyness, and definitely not one akin to death
'so wanna bang'
'the only time id be alone with you was to shoot you in the face, cunt'
he laughed, what a FUNNY joke! She was the sweetest
WAIT A S3COND
DID she n0t want to have secci time with him? was she serious?
he channelled the inner nigel in him, IT WAS TIME TO BRING OUT THE BIG GUNSwait- fUCK wait- he never actually understood what that meant, so he stood there awkwardly
it was then that he realised something, someone he had overlooked and forgotten. someone he owed a lot to. someone he could do nothing without
sophia
SHE WAS BETTER THAN HIM. SO HE HAD TO FUCK HER TO BECOME JUST AS GOOD
'nice' he said like a complete idiot
'fuck off'
she walked off without another word
YOU ARE READING
SINton
Poetryso you know how the second game made no sense? well we made it make even less sense you're welcome