… he whispered to himself, standing on the New England coast, his long hair blowing in the wind, shirtless in his strong muscular frame as he watched the ocean recede and drive her watery passions out to the European shore.
… “Labubu” he murmured, his dulcet undertones coalescing in the balmy sea air like pearls of Tiktok, “I have come to bargain.” The sea swelled into a single shadow of a wave, and there high atop the sixty-seven foot foamy surf stood the creature itself, Vaporeon prime, fur glistening lustily in the moonlight.
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… he whispered to himself, standing on the New England coast, his long hair blowing in the wind, shirtless in his strong muscular frame as he watched the ocean recede and drive her watery passions out to the European shore.
… “Labubu” he murmured, his dulcet undertones coalescing in the balmy sea air like pearls of Tiktok, “I have come to bargain.” The sea swelled into a single shadow of a wave, and there high atop the sixty-seven foot foamy surf stood the creature itself, Vaporeon prime, fur glistening lustily in the moonlight.
The coast, you say? peers out window