I walk in his house, slipping out of my shoes and head to the couch. I plop down and sigh, waiting for my boyfriend to come downstairs. Grabbing the remote, I put some Peppa Pig on the tv.
"Hi, I'm Peppa Pig, *snort*..."
"I see you back from the Poop Sock Clinics tm," Brad says with a smirk, walking down the stairs. "I'm glad you came."
I let out a chuckle that resembled a 49 year old dad that passed out watching football. I lay down and wait for him to make it to the couch.
He notices my good choice in tv shows, "Hot," he says. Taking his galaxy kitten t-shirt off, he gets on top of me and politely asks me to strip too. I oblige.
I take off my shirt, revealing my three alien nipples.
He stares in awe, "Cut the cameras, deadass-"
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