He Tastes Like You, Only Sweeter
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I groaned loudly as the small ray of light penetrated through my black out curtains.
"Fuck!", I grumbled swinging my legs out of my bed and stumbling over to the window jerking the curtain closed.
I let out a sigh of relief and walked back over to my bed collapsing on it and pulling the covers back over my head.
Just as I drifted back off to sleep my alarm clock shaped like a bat started blaring
"ARRGGGHHHH!, shut the FUCK UP!", I screamed as I pounded it with my fist, beating it into submission, the alarm clock made a noise like a dying chicken, with that I smiled and snuggled my head back into my soft pillow.
"Gee!, wake your ass up, it's almost time for rehearsal!" yelled Mikey from the other side of my door. "Come on, the sun is setting, ya fucktard!", yelled Mikey.
"Fuck off , Mikes!", I yelled back while grinning to myself, and getting up anyway, I stood up, stretched and yawned, my tongue poking my unusually sharp canines protruding from my gums.
"Shower first, breakfast second, or is it supper...?, oh well, I'll figure it out someday", I said to myself as I walked to the connected bathroom in my room.
"Fuck!", I grumbled swinging my legs out of my bed and stumbling over to the window jerking the curtain closed.
I let out a sigh of relief and walked back over to my bed collapsing on it and pulling the covers back over my head.
Just as I drifted back off to sleep my alarm clock shaped like a bat started blaring
"ARRGGGHHHH!, shut the FUCK UP!", I screamed as I pounded it with my fist, beating it into submission, the alarm clock made a noise like a dying chicken, with that I smiled and snuggled my head back into my soft pillow.
"Gee!, wake your ass up, it's almost time for rehearsal!" yelled Mikey from the other side of my door. "Come on, the sun is setting, ya fucktard!", yelled Mikey.
"Fuck off , Mikes!", I yelled back while grinning to myself, and getting up anyway, I stood up, stretched and yawned, my tongue poking my unusually sharp canines protruding from my gums.
"Shower first, breakfast second, or is it supper...?, oh well, I'll figure it out someday", I said to myself as I walked to the connected bathroom in my room.