its been 6 hours since i last saw mr tubbs
after he sat on me he threw me in his sock drawer again
i have made it my home
i live here now
it smells so good
sweaty even
i have dug a hole in the sock pile to sit in
its vv cramped
i wish i could stretch out
i have found a potato chip
i farted on it
it turned into dust
i also found a drop of sweat
i drank it
it tasted like the tertiary industry
mmmm so good
will i ever go home
will my husband ever return from the war
YOU ARE READING
Mr. Tubbs
FanfictionI LOVE NEKO ATSUME AND WAS CHALLENGED (by myself) TO WRITE A TUBBS FANFIC SO HERE U GO (based on 50 shades i guess)
