Thetas
Cloud Based Inspiration Facilitator
Avery smiled a bit, and leaned back in his chair. His smile was soon wiped from his face when one of the back legs to the chair broke off. He fell back, his head slamming into the hardwood floor. It didn't hurt at all, but he used to opportunity to yell a bit. "Gah, how does someone even answer that?!" He exclaimed, as he tried to keep a straight face. "My dick! My pole!! My fucking Johnson! The meat! My fucking rooster!" He exclaimed, although it was a lot less serious now. He stood up and rubbed his head a bit, laughing pretty damn hard as he did so. He grabbed another chair from the stack, and kicked the broken one aside. He sat down again, and looked at her, with a dumb smirk. Avery shook his head, and locked his gaze with hers. "Last time you got fucked?" He asked, not caring about beating around the bush. He chuckled a bit over his vulgarity, and rested his head on the back of the chair.
@Quarantine