by Koop and Ullrich
The incongruity manifest. There was nothing else to do…
“Vera, Veeeera,” growled a guttered voice.
His shirt was tight over his head – arms dangling loosely, pale at his sides. He grasped a blue, fluffy dustbuster and scoured the walls daintily – all while ambling, grumbling like an upset ape. Blonde straight hair [...]
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