Aftermath Horrors - Mauser

Condensing our 30-minute morning activity to a few sentences, let's just say that we smashed, Kaley smashed, I 'mashed, and we two did the monster mash.

In any case, as we were about to head for the shower, there was a pretty big situation because living with all these beautiful girls wasn't always sex and being king of the castle, because Kaley and I just saw the aftermath of what happened when we excused ourselves and left everybody else to their own devices.

It used to be simply just random underwear lying around, getting jumpscares by bumping into one of them wearing facemasks, or even sometimes, seeing a random person—no, just Tatiana at 3 AM in the fucking morning crouched down on my refrigerator like a goblin and having a late, late~ snack.

'All those blocks of cheese missing… Always her… Always…'