I lost my mind reading Bandits belt, so instead of going to the asylum, i decided to also write reprehensible stuff...
kill me pls. this goes against my morals and code and there is littreally something mentally wrong with me. This is a cry for help.
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Sister trauma
One day, at the old Heeler house, there can be heard a knock on the front door. The kids knowing who it is im...