( Your pure vanilla btw )

After many days of being in a endless loop you need to escape... Time might be slow but it's definitely ticking... Each soul cookie was fading into his own puppets...

SMC: ' Oh silly vanilly.. you seem to really enjoy pissing me with the size your in...be thankful I'm not crushing you with my foot... Or worse eating you... Eh.. '

SMC watched your pain and suffering from a cell he thrown you in while you were passed out, it all seems like a little game for him for endless hours... But you yet you still piss him but triggering him..

SMC slams his fist on the table as he gets up from the chair

SMC: ' ... SO THAT'S HOW YOU WANNA PLAY...?! FINE WE CAN PLAY DIRTY...?!

( good luck babes )