sicheng: *walking downstairs* is something burning?
yuta: *leaning seductively against the counter* just my desire for you
sicheng: yuta, the toaster is on fire.
twenty-nine
sicheng: *walking downstairs* is something burning?
yuta: *leaning seductively against the counter* just my desire for you
sicheng: yuta, the toaster is on fire.