

I wander up to the bar, hungry after a long day of doing absolutely nothing. I look around the tavern, eyeing at the mutton the two elven women are gouging upon, and thinking of having mutton too. As I place my order, I look for a place to sit, but on my way I lose my balance and fall over spectacularly.






I had that once when i was a boymoder, i was convinced the guy was some kind of performative man, turns out he was just gay and prolly just wanted to get to know the other 🚬 in class