It was him, Duolingo. He didn't look like what he did on the app: he was at *least* 10,5, had these huge, *JUICY*, muscular wings and legs, he had the *perfect* jawline (he had obviously been mewing), he had a *100* pack too! I couldn't help but blush, anyone would! He looked down at me, noticing the blush and to my surprise, he started blushing too!
"¡P-por favor no me mates!" I begged for my life in spanish. He wouldn't stop staring at me though. It was like he was in a trance of some sort? "¿eh?" I slowly stood up, his eyes following my every move. "Dúo... ¿Duolingo?" He didn't reply. Silently staring at me like a predator stalking its prey. Suddenly, he spoke. "Eres hermosa, niña" He had such an angelic voice. I couldn't tell what he was saying though. "¿Qué?" He spoke again, "I said you're beautiful" I blushed immediately. "Y-you think so?" he nodded. It was getting intimate in here. Suddenly, he picked me up in his wings and flew out of my window.
