body s w a y s , breathing and fingers play.
A single k i s s , your lips on mine and then our tongues doth intertwine.
I wasn’t in line enough for their tastes so they send me back.
That sucks~ I swear they’re not allowed to do this.
Or maybe they are.
But London Dispatch Department didn’t care about me playing up in my spare time!
Thankfully I still get to be a dispatcher though