> Lucy: Drink slime.

Lucy shakes her head vigorously, a disgusted look on her face as she holds the thermos of slime.

Even if you weren't already nauseated, you don't even like mint. You're also not very keen on drinking mystery slime delivered to you by a guy you've known for, what, two months?

You'll just rub some on your ☭Lenin☭ bust. At least you can wash it off if you need to.


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