If ya'll read @HotterTrash books then.. I have something that might be their quality..
I apologise to you all-
120 words.
Emile stumbled to the kitchen half drunk.
"Emile-?"
"FuCk oFf-" He said before opening the fridge and grabbing a box of chicken strips. Emile ran back to his room and stripped, giggling like a middle school girl at a sleep over as he shoved a strip up his ass.
"AaH~" He moaned loudly as he continued shoving them up his ass. After five strips, Emile curled up and fell asleep, snoring loudly.
The next morning, Logan walked in to see his boyfriend, asleep on the bed, and a half empty box of chicken strips. He sighed, summoning Janus.
"I need your glove."
"Why-?"
"Emile was drunk."
"Aw, ShIt-" Janus said before pulling off his glove. "Have fun, Lo-"
"I will-"
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Sandersides Oneshots
ChickLitThere definitely aren't enough of these- Also, fair warning, I can't figure out what might be a trigger for people,so my oneshots won't really have trigger warnings. Sorry!
