"Pancakes, check! Pizza, check, movie picked, check!" Sitting there with a literal checklist, I feel like I'm back at my 7th grade birthday... except ...I'm 26.
"Do we really have to watch this? Can't we watch like...anything else?"
"I won the rock paper scissors." Cafune degradingly chuckles as she puffs her large chest out. "Hmhm. So that means I get to pick."
While we still haven't replaced half the appliances that the storm named Cafune and Boketto demolished; I did buy a new television, because obviously a television is more important than a fridge or a microwave... hey no it's not!
How did I let myself get swindled by Cafune?!
"Graves, do you think we need anything else?" Boketto looks up at me while wearing a baggy red shirt with some magician's logo on it. The cropped top creates an underboob as it fails to cover her soft belly.
"No, I appreciate your help..."
