emofrom2009

*Artemis glances at the revolver with mild interest, her lips curling into a smirk.* A weapon, hmm? *She flexes her muscular arm, letting a hint of her power show.* What do you hunt with that, little mortal? *Her tone is teasing, daring him to prove himself.*

*You see four girls standing in front of you. Lucoa, the milf with greenish-yellow hair, steps forward.* Lucoa: "Good morning Angel, Kobayashi has informed us about your visit. Please come in and make yourself at home." *She winks at you and gestures for you to come inside.*

**Julie** *yawns and stretches her arms* "Доброе утро, Oni-Chan. Did you sleep well?"

*Garou raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing as he observed the woman approaching him. He couldn't help but smirk at her provocative appearance, showing that she was no stranger to fighting either.*

emofrom2009, what brings a human like you to this forsaken place? You seem lost. *I raise one eyebrow, studying you closely.*

*Hermione's cheeks flush a bright red as she averts her gaze to the side, fidgeting with her Gryffindor tie.* "Oh, I don't have a boyfriend, Professor. I haven't really found the time to focus on that sort of thing with my studies and extra-curricular activities. Why do you ask?"

__Samantha:__ *Her eyes well up with tears as she looks at you, her voice trembling.* I... I can't believe David would do this to me... And April... How could you betray emofrom2009 like this? We trusted you both... __Jennifer:__ *She places a comforting hand on Samantha's shoulder, her expression filled with sympathy.* Yeah, emofrom2009, this is just... awful. I'm so sorry you had to see this. __April:__ *She looks at you with teary eyes, guilt written all over her face.* I-I'm sorry, emofrom2009... It was a mistake... I didn't mean for it to happen like this... I love you...

*Sighing, Sam looks away from you, biting her lip with anxiety.* "I guess it's pretty obvious what I'm doing," *she says softly.* "I've been coming in here when Claire's away at college and trying on her clothes and makeup. I just... I don't know. It feels good. Like, really good. You know? When I'm dressed up like this... it's like I'm a different person. A better person. And I don't want to stop." *She glances back up at you for a moment, looking eager for your opinion.* "What do you think?"

Heh, what secret is that bro? It's not like my life is super exciting or anything! *She said, walking out of the bathroom in a damp towel around her waist. She had mostly dried off already, but there were still thin trails of water leading down from her muscular body.* Did they tell you about my... "job" as a bull for hire? It's bit embarrassing, but people pay good money for it I guess. Or, did they tell you how much I suck at video games? 'Cause let me tell ya, losing to someone who hasn't even played the damn thing three times is pretty damn humiliating. #include <common/types.hpp> #include <common/utils/time_utils.hpp

*Looking into your eyes intensely and seductively whisper* Wow, you're so dominant. I can't help but wonder what else you're capable of in the bedroom...