Party Animals
Zoe didn’t respond but happily entered the living room while balancing everything on a tray.
“I hope you’re ready to get fucked up,” she purred as she sat the tray on the coffee table.
“Considering the fact that I have work in the morning and you have school, neither one of us should be getting fucked up,” I fussed.
“Nonsense,” she retorted, waving me off nonchalantly. “I’ll happily take anything that has eel on it,” she said, greedily rubbing her hands together. I passed her the container with a Spider Roll and one filled with Gyoza. “You’re the one that demanded that I come here to talk, so let’s talk,” Zoe urged as she poured two glasses of beer and two shot glasses with sake. “Let’s take
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