the mr.bean incident

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I woke up in a cold sweat,sweat was running across my soft yet bruised skin,i try to wipe off the salty liquid running down my coarse body but i touch a bruise and fall off my bed 

"bloody fuckin hell"

i yelp as i rub my head and back after falling 

"er er he he he"

i hear a goofy ahh laugh coming from my closet, i swiftly open it and in a blink of an eye i kill mr.bean who was jerking off in my closet, 

"OI WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK JUST HAPPENED"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

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