-rep

https://steamproxy.net/id/Femboiiiii/

+rep aim ♥♥♥♥

Daddy material

stupiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid

His palms are slick with perspiration, his knees are unsteady, and his arms weigh heavily. The remnants of his mother's humble repast have already sullied his tunic. He is besieged by nerves, yet outwardly, he maintains a façade of calm, prepared to unleash his latent talents. Yet, alas, the words he had so carefully inscribed elude his memory. The gathered throng is a cacophony, overwhelming him utterly. He strives to speak, but the words refuse to emerge. He is metaphorically choking, and now, the crowd jeers and mocks him. The sands of time have run dry, signaling the end of his fleeting opportunity.

He is jolted back to the harsh reality, the weight of his predicament bearing down upon him. He has stumbled, and frustration courses through his veins. Yet, he is resolute and refuses to yield. Despite feeling cornered, he acknowledges his innate prowess, even though the fates have dealt him a cruel hand.