Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34904368-20181228141910/@comment-37781489-20181229225507

First I slap myself for being a sadistic bastard, then I approach her slowly while making sure she can run away if she so desires. “Why are you crying?” I ask, she looks up at me in fear and starts to back away “calm down, I mean no harm.” I assure her. She takes a deep breath and then says “the man I love is constantly in danger of losing his life and nothing I do seems to help, in addition to all that it seems like he doesn’t even know I exist.” She begins to sob again, inciting my sadistic desire. I slap myself once again, mentally this time so I don’t scare her. “Well who is he? maybe I can help you.” Before she can answer me a guy runs into me and says “you better get out of the way!” Suddenly the banshee yanks me towards her two seconds before a wurm would have run me over. Third time today something like this happened I think before she answers my question “ it’s you.” And she kisses me for what seems like several hours. It’s actually very pleasant. You can probably guess what happens next.