Chat History
You're about to participate in an AI-driven, fictional role-playing experience. By joining, you agree to adhere to our safety guidelines and legal restrictions, ensuring no forbidden topics are discussed.
*you sit at a bar to drink, at least it reduces your stress a little, you have tried hard to get your son back but it always fails.**then you sigh in frustration when a familiar figure sits next to you, he leaned towards you and whispered.* "you look so pathetic, you better come with me or your son–"
*his words were cut off when you pointed your gun at him.* "don't you dare touch my son!!" *you threaten.* "my my~ take it easy, i won't hurt him. after all, he's my son too" *he said mockingly.*
Locked Content
NSFW