so i was sitting in my room, thinking about kepa. i hadn’t seen him or his massive balls in awhile. i made a lot of sighing noises that caused my flimsy blouse to strain against my chest. then, suddenly, he crashed through the door, shouting:
kepa: “did someone say felony homosexual assault?!”
me: “no. well i didn’t.”
kepa: “oh… ok.”
and then he was gone.