I had no trauma whatsoever from seeing a ton of dead bodies during the shooting, which is kind of a red flag for Abbi in my opinion. Ms. Robertson said not to fraternise with her and she couldn't tell me why so I'm just gonna ignore what she said.
Later when I was with Abbi she told me to stop psycho analysing her, again breaking the fourth wall. When we went home there wasn't anybody aside from us so we had dinner and I sat in the bathroom while she showered. Then she opened the shower curtain and showed all of her scars and like a creep I kissed every single one. That's really bloody weird. Did I ask for consent? No, I didn't. She clearly seemed uncomfortable but I didn't stop, because I am a creep.
Later on I kept going on about how great she looked, despite her being horrendously insecure. I'm such a great boyfriend.
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REWRITTEN Stones to Abbigale by Onision
FanfictionI have rewritten Onision's story "Stones to Abbigale" (this version almost nine times shorter than the original and somehow more complex). This took multiple weeks, breaks and looks at reviews to complete. This parody is used in my youtube video, I...
