[And so he sends over a disturbingly good ahegao selfie.]
[In person, alone in his room, Iggy giggles to himself. And then sends back a picture of his butthole.
This is romance.]
This is romance.]
[Iggy has to smother his face with a pillow to muffle his laughter. When he manages to get himself a little bit under control he picks his phone up again.]
so you'd subscribe to my OF then?
so you'd subscribe to my OF then?
I would but we can only reach the people in the manor. if they want one another they just stroll down the hall.
you could make a killing. if we had money.
can I tell you a secret
can I tell you a secret
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