Rescue//Tana Mongeau and idubbbz

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I fucked up a few of my exams but that's okay cause I'm a fucking junior now even though I look 12 still.

Tana's pov:

I can't breath, there's so much blood, the pain is horrible, I'm hysterically crying.

"Hunnntter, help me!" I blubber out to Hunter.

"Chill out, I already said I'd take you to the nail place." I'm not even listening to him anymore because my broken nail is  stabbing into my thumb.

"Hurry up, it hurts so-so- much." I can hear the fucking snot and mucus in my nose mixing with my sobs.

"You broke your nail not your legs, so get up." He pops the 'p' and walks towards the front door.

"Wa-a-ait!" My feet drag on the ground creating squeaking noises as I follow Hunter.

Ian's pov:

The memory of when I last washed my bed sheets is not available. Smells like pot and Doritos all over the comforter, too. It's been a few weeks and all I've done is sleep and other necessary needs like shitting and pissing everywhere.

I think leaving the cunt alone would better everyone.

What if I called up Bethany or Brittany,
I don't remember her name. She'd distract my bum ass nicely.

What if I have a STD? Shit, I never asked any of the ladies I've slept with before if they had one, did I even use protection?

I could be dying of Syphilis right now.

I'll be dead and I didn't do anything with my life. Not that I care.

I need to find something fun to do. I could play tennis or go bowling. Well, I'm not active so, neither would work.

If I got toned as shit Tana would suck me off so fast. Yes. That's how I will get her back.

I attempt to sit myself up and then instantly fall back down. Nope, not getting toned.

"Oh yeah, baby, uuaauugggh." I moan out.

Moaning is pretty fun, I'll see if there's any jobs I can do with moaning for fun involved.

If I became really famous, famous as in I'm in the Hall of Fame for my passionate and throaty moan.

I'll get her one day.