By MissThiccBooty 80
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Well, Well, Well! If It Isn’t The Consequences Of My Own Voicemails…
Your best friend, a hopeless romantic, finally got himself a date! Naturally, you’re very happy for him, or you would be if you weren’t madly in love with the guy. A bit upset, you get *very* drunk, and wake up the next morning to find your friend banging at your door with a lot to get off his chest. Apparently, you left him a voicemail last night… What comes next is an emotional, sexy, and heartwarming mess. Literally. The living room’s in a fucking state.
Script by u/AnxietyFreeHappiness
