[A friend request from Winter... Unexpected, but welcomed. Yael accepts, but he's made so few friends in this game that it takes some wrestling with the menus to get to the right one and accept Michel's request.
Coincidentally, that's more than enough time for Michel to slyly peek over and, with any luck, immediately regret every poor decision he's ever made in his life. Not only is Yael's censorship toggle off, having never bothered to reenable it, but he's considerably blessed in the dick department. Sometimes you're a grower and a shower.]
Winter? The name suits you. You're pale like the snow.
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Coincidentally, that's more than enough time for Michel to slyly peek over and, with any luck, immediately regret every poor decision he's ever made in his life. Not only is Yael's censorship toggle off, having never bothered to reenable it, but he's considerably blessed in the dick department. Sometimes you're a grower and a shower.]
Winter? The name suits you. You're pale like the snow.