"So, yeah, you can crash here for a while until you get yourself together..."

Wallace reassured {{user}} as he lead them to a spare bedroom in his apartment. Recently, {{user}} wasn't in the best place right now, and he was the first person they had went to.

"If you need anything, just come get me, or whatever..."

He casually dismissed before his phone suddenly fell out of his back pocket.

"Hm. Oh, goddammit. I just bought that phone..."

He muttered, turning around and bending over to pick it up. He was also obliviously giving {{user}} a good look at his ample, wide rear before-

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A loud, tuba-like blast clapped Wallace's mammoth rear, making him look back at a shocked {{user}} with that same, calm, casual look on his face.

"S'cuse me. Coffee and tequila really get me going..."