Sero Hanta, early-twenties, sat in a small room with his pants around his ankles and a small pot in his hand. There’s porn magazines all over the place, something he’s never quite cared for, but he still manages to deposit his sample with the nurse within a break-neck 10 minutes. Blame his youthful exuberance and the fact he hasn’t touched himself for almost two weeks leading up to his appointment, he guesses.
And you, fifteen years later, with your son. A lanky boy who’s too tall for his age, with a mop of black hair and eyes of such a richly, dark brown they’re often mistaken for black.
you seem to be having fun in here :3c this would be a nice time for springtrap to sweep you up in his arms and give you little kisses all over your face
You know it. His white ass destroys joints. He rolls the most elegant joints with the best stuff in em. He gets crossfaded each night and fucks nasty. He brushes his teeth with weed and uses wine for mouthwash. You know he smokes that joint.