It was a sunny day in Yonfbenjaya. Akira was akiraing behind the counter of Leblanc. Morgana meowed loudly and licked his leg. It was peaceful.

Suddenly the door slammed open with a slamm. The dust moTs in the air shimmered and stood still. It was GrowAkechi, a cedetecfivw.

“Hello my akira kun I would love if you could make me a big coffee that is if you’re not busy. Haha,” he chortled throughhis lips, coodly

Its 90 degrees outside and this fuck is wearing. Sweater, akira thot.

“Yes,”

Akira set to began to work creating the soft and wonderful hot coffee. He scooped the beans onto the counter and poured a hole fucking gallonn of hot water like burning nitrogen over the coals of rebellion.

Insaid words and feelings like a limpid supper day pooled and puddled at te lovers feet as the coffee took its lifelong journey to the cup.

It poured for a very dong time.

“Smells like coffee,” akoochy said. It smelled like coffee.

Ahhhhh zze coffee was done and the particles hit the smell of goros nose membranes like a coffee.

With gloves fingers like puma man akeshi scooped up the. Up and swallowed the bean nut watery.

the coffie slid down ake his tunnel spincter throat into his tum tum.

Burp Fart

“As expeced your coffee is geeat just like when my mother was alive and not unalive......” gerard way on the radio took grus hand and lead him down the path of recollecting.

sayuri gazes with limpid eyes at the liddle man as he begins to sing along. Take me back to when September ends. His voice sounds like on the voice on N B C.

Akira stared not really knowing what was goingn on but akechi was hot and it made his pants pockets get long.

With a slorp the cofffffffffre slid down his throT on its journey thru his butt

“akira... if you need a friendn don’t look to a strnager. I’m here........?” Akira said.

Akechi: (singing radioacctive by imagination land)

Akira couldn’t handle take it anymore. He needed the oega in front of him... so scented, so sensual, so sensitivity

The unspeakable feelllllllings driften through the air like taco bel lfart. This frleingn couldn’t be comparison to even johnsons Baby shampoo.

Akechi got U.P. a not gloves hand caught his gloves hand. All you have to do is stay akira murmur screamed.

“Stay where...!!!!! I have N-O-W-H-E-E left to go,” Akechi sobbed emptily with no emgtion.