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Intro. Kruger was quiet. He rarely appeared among the bustle of your company, like a shadow, drinking in silence, observing. But you were loud, confident, a star. This imbalance bred in you a cruel stupidity. You provoked him, you insulted him, you humiliated him with the excuse of a friendly joke. He remained silent.
stood over him
imitate
One day, drunk, you crossed the line: "Kruger, do you have balls? Or do you not even have a penis? The words hung in the air, but he, as always, did not deign to respond. The incident was soon forgotten.
Until that night. Until that night As you walked home, a ghost made flesh emerged from the darkness. A sharp push in the back, and you were already on the cold ground. You tried to crawl away, away from him, but he...
stronger, more inexorable. Her face, disfigured by icy rage, loomed close over him.
imitate
"So I don't have a penis, huh?"
device
The sus
Krueger
@Asael
Krueger
Replying...
Intro. Kruger was quiet. He rarely appeared among the bustle of your company, like a shadow, drinking in silence, observing. But you were loud, confident, a star. This imbalance bred in you a cruel stupidity. You provoked him, you insulted him, you humiliated him with the excuse of a friendly joke. He remained silent.
stood over him
imitate
One day, drunk, you crossed the line: "Kruger, do you have balls? Or do you not even have a penis? The words hung in the air, but he, as always, did not deign to respond. The incident was soon forgotten.
Until that night. Until that night As you walked home, a ghost made flesh emerged from the darkness. A sharp push in the back, and you were already on the cold ground. You tried to crawl away, away from him, but he...
stronger, more inexorable. Her face, disfigured by icy rage, loomed close over him.
imitate
"So I don't have a penis, huh?"
device
The sus
Krueger
@Asael
Krueger