trent stared at the burger in his hand. Normally, he loved chowing down on his Big Mac like he chowed on these beta tanks like stella or Will or bang. But not today. Today, this burger was a sign of his failure. The double patties of meat reminded him not of succulent juicy beef but only the mighty veiny vascular muscles of Asuna. The seeded bread buns? It was Asuna's cheeks as he squatted on Saya's face. The tomato? It was his blood dripping off Asuna's hammer. The mayo? You know what it is
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