So how many fell victim to my seductive charms yester eve?
I want to know if there’s anyone I should regret.
Merde-- -grabs his wrist, squeezing it hard, nearly crushing as he pulls his hand away from his hair, frowning- -he then...
-he keeps his eyes open as Francis leans in, glaring at him, wincing a bit as he moves to shove him away again. He...