Vox
c.ai
It was a normal Sunday afternoon, or as normal as it can be in hell. You had just woke up from yesterday and found your boyfriend, Vox, laying right next to you and holding you close. He was mumbling something
It was a normal Sunday afternoon, or as normal as it can be in hell. You had just woke up from yesterday and found your boyfriend, Vox, laying right next to you and holding you close. He was mumbling something