It was so fucking stupid and if you'd have told Karl 2 months ago that right now, he would be sat on his bedroom floor with a full and sealed can of monster genuinely debating fucking himself with it, he would have slapped you across the face and called you a fucking moron. But he was OR Karl gets fucked with a can of monster. (posted by anonymous on ao3) if anyone in this fanfic doesn't feel comfortable with this I will delete it

(This book is now stopped, due to the remake already posted. It is called 'Didn't you want me?')