Fat*ss

Junior brother killed Hurk with one slash, his head rolling down and hitting my face.

"Junior brother!" I still didn't feel comfortable with killing... people? Well, killing in general. I'm not some f*cking bad*ss, okay? I sh*t. I eat. I sleep. I'm normal.

I looked up from my musings and notice junior brother rolling on the floor laughing.

JUNIOR BROTHER!?!?

GET THIS FAT*SS OFF OF MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.