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MHA #2 | Wednesday
Jun. 9th, 2021 06:17 amDiego and Annie had gotten back pretty late last night and immediately flopped into bed. They were both covered in bruises, Diego had a concussion and Annie had emotionally been put through the wringer. They were due for some actual sleep.
It was later than usual when Diego managed to get out of bed, and shuffle out to get coffee from the kitchen, still limping slightly from being thrown around by Stormfront. He had gotten a mug out of the cabinet and was half-turned towards the coffee machine when he noticed a bald lady mannequin sitting at his kitchen table.
"Oh, Jesus!" And now there was a broken mug on the floor. Thanks, Dolores.
[Creepy mannequin girlfriend modded with permission. Post is open for people wanting to check in on Diego and/or Annie]
It was later than usual when Diego managed to get out of bed, and shuffle out to get coffee from the kitchen, still limping slightly from being thrown around by Stormfront. He had gotten a mug out of the cabinet and was half-turned towards the coffee machine when he noticed a bald lady mannequin sitting at his kitchen table.
"Oh, Jesus!" And now there was a broken mug on the floor. Thanks, Dolores.
[Creepy mannequin girlfriend modded with permission. Post is open for people wanting to check in on Diego and/or Annie]
