[ Baizhu stares at those tentacles with some alarm, before reluctantly, gingerly accepting the garments, putting them on just to have something to do while he considers escaping from here.
Would he even be allowed to, at this point? Especially when this man tells such bald-faced lies…
He decides he’ll chance it by moving toward the exit, anyway, but then pauses and turns around. ]
A word of advice.
[ A cheerful smile, as he ominously adjusts his glasses and turns back around— ]
Try to avoid underestimating your lovers in the future.
[ Is that…Is that what they are, now??? Who knows, because Baizhu’s finally stepping outside of the house and into the bright, artificial sunlight, a slimy, debauched mess in a hideously colorful Hawaiian shirt with a shawl draped over his shoulders for modesty.
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Would he even be allowed to, at this point? Especially when this man tells such bald-faced lies…
He decides he’ll chance it by moving toward the exit, anyway, but then pauses and turns around. ]
A word of advice.
[ A cheerful smile, as he ominously adjusts his glasses and turns back around— ]
Try to avoid underestimating your lovers in the future.
[ Is that…Is that what they are, now??? Who knows, because Baizhu’s finally stepping outside of the house and into the bright, artificial sunlight, a slimy, debauched mess in a hideously colorful Hawaiian shirt with a shawl draped over his shoulders for modesty.
It’s time to begin that walk of shame. ]