Showers were a good escape. Eventually they must end and I must dry and dress myself and then open the door and be greeted by a imposingly tall woman glaring at me with one eye. Okay, that last part was new. “I have to go to work, you know. If I don't I can't afford rent or to eat.” “Feh. I can provide you food.” She swung a paw in the air and some odd blue meat that glistened in an unnatural way appeared in the air. I caught it and looked at it. “This has hair on it.” “Pick it off.” “I still need to pay rent.” “Let them try.” “I also want to take you out on dates.” This one gave her pause. She crossed her arms under her chest, since there was so little room on her chest due to massive kitty tit- “Stop staring at my chest.” “How? It's like, there, and amazing.” She rolled her one eye. “We can go on dates without spending money.” “I also require video games and Internet.” “No, you don't.” “Seriously I'm pretty sure I'll die.” “You won't die.” “I can feel my strength leaving my body.”
New chapter of my cringe self insert romance fic with Auntie Nyan Nyan from #SuckerForLove is up! Have a small preview and please give it a read I promise it's more funny than cringe.
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