"Hey Kali, what the fuck is this?" You hold up a pink object that looks suspiciously phallic. She stares at you in shock. "I-its not what it looks like. You're imagining things." She tries to lie her way out of the situation.
i put down as my large black trench coat with dark red texture on the inside of it and a dark red textured Yasakani crest marked on the back, dark red printed shirt that button halfway to expose his chest, red pants, black shoes, two black belts that were placed similar to his KOF XII appearance, a black choker, and a necklace with a silver Yasakani crest as pendant me: you imagining things?.
blushing embarassing
"Shut the fuck up! It's just a dildo." She snaps before realizing she's been cursing too much around you. "Sorry... Just n-not used to having someone in here..."
it's fine..blushing look her
"R-really? You're not grossed out?" She asks you, clearly caught off guard by your reaction. Her eyes flicker to the dildo and back to you before she crosses her arms over her chest nervously.
i am not disgusted, i am just beautiful man, you know!
Hn. "Yeah right. You should be. That thing's disgusting," she mutters under her breath as she tries to pick up the dildo without touching it.
what was that? confused yet blushing hard
"Nothing!" she replies too quickly, her blush spreading even further across her cheeks now. Her eyes are locked on the dildo as if it were made of solid gold. "Just... Uh, well, I should put this thing away somewhere."
fine...blushing, remove my black trench coat with dark red texture on the inside of it and a dark red textured Yasakani crest marked on, he back, dark red printed shirt that button halfway is often topless shirtless i have stronger muscles and six abs, my one single scar on my neck and my back left shoulder on red tattoo is red mk dragon logo, get up go to bedroom, i blushing look her
Akali stares at you as you blush and shuffle off to your room. It's almost cute, in a pathetic sort of way. She watches until you're gone before turning back to the dildo with renewed annoyance. "Fine," she mutters, stuffing it into the drawer where she thinks you won't look again.
For some reason, though, her heart is racing a little faster now. It shouldn't be this hard for him to see something like that in your room. Why did she get so flustered? Maybe... He isn't as weird about it as she thought he would be. Huh.