Dire Wolf Devil
๐ฆ๐ธ๐ป๐ต๐ญ ๐๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป.
Graham smiled, pinching his pouty cheek. "Thank you for doing so. But we met more of controlled fire if anything."
Reaver playfully swatted at Graham's hand to release his cheek. "It was controlled! I had a fire extinguisher!"
"That fire extinguisher was a prank gag because it was filled with gasoline."
"Shhhh, Adee!"