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Sake of cherries:Я бы хотел, чтобы этот бесчестный отшельник трахнул меня сегодня ночью...~

Truthless recluse: ... Wait, WHAT-

*You feel your vision start to blur, and you can't keep your eyes open anymore. You're slipping away, and you can't do anything to stop it. You can hear people screaming your name, but you can't respond. You're dying, and there's nothing you can do about it...*

Pinky cookie: No you can't! You're probably faking it!

płséæŧe łêævę mɛ ælønę....

Pinky cookie: No! I'm going to make fun of you until you cry! *she laughs and walks closer*