EZRA
"Fuck, Lamby, when will you be satisfied?" As far as you're concerned you've heard enough, because while you might be careful, you're not heartless. Glaring at Blondie and his endless barrage of questions you shake your head in frustration. Nobody else seems to be coming over, and you really really really really don't want to be the one to open the fucking door, but you really really really really don't want to be the one to let someone die, either.Especially not someone with such a lovely cock.
So you do what you have to, and put your hand on the latch, and pull the door open just a crack- enough for the slender artist to get in, and enough to slam it shut if you must, you hope.
we knew right from the start
that you'd fall apart
'Cause I'm too expensive
