toxic left on pistol rounds cause we didnt go long

-rep left game bc he is noob

-rep

we play together im deathmatch,add me we can play together

a warm summer night in the canadian countryside. Jaki left the celebrations inside the cabin to take in the quiet grandeur of the sky above. everything had been worth it. the drama. the allegations. the cheating. the hate. the love. they did it, together. as he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath of the rural air, he felt a sharp sensation in his back.
“right click!” whispered Jay, as he wrapped his arms around his teammate from behind. Jaki could smell the alcohol on his breath, and Jay could smell it on his. “I’m so proud of you,” his grip grew tighter.
“hey that tickles,” laughed Jaki under the night sky. they both roared with joy, a bond forged through the hottest of fires. they tumbled to the ground, Jay’s grip growing ever tighter. “hey you’re holding me tighter than the trophy!”
Jay froze, lifted his teammates chin to stare him directly in the eyes and say with every fiber of his being “you are my trophy”

nt (you guys are ass ar cs)