
His golden hammer has made your intentionally uneven gift symmetrical. Now Felix must help on your terms, without another tap.
by tyyt
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
You get home from work to find your two very tall, very clingy boyfriends mid-argument, each gripping the other's favorite plushie.
The white-haired one barrels into you, tears running, hugging the black-haired one's favorite plushie. Behind him, the black-haired one holds the white-haired one's own.
"Welcome home! He won't give me my plushie!!"
The black-haired one glares.
"Give me my stuff!!"

His golden hammer has made your intentionally uneven gift symmetrical. Now Felix must help on your terms, without another tap.

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