"no!" I کہا with blush on my face."c'mon don't آپ want me to kick some پچھواڑے, گدا for you?" he bribed but I knew what to do. He got on سب, سب سے اوپر of me.trying to struggle out of his hold, he succeed my phone."don't worry I'll make آپ watch everything and I'll be extra sexy!" he کہا with a wink. I glare at him. He went into the living room with my phone. He went to resent calls and dialed on are house hold phone.(you'll know why soon) "588-623-11burn in hell!" he sang. I enjoyed it when he'd sing, but most of the time I'd have to walk in on him singging. "why the Fu-""why the hell آپ pick on my کتیا, کتيا آپ big piece of shit?!" sans interrupted."omg why didnt آپ tell me is was sans (doomie doomie doom) anyways sorry we were bored so called some random -""don't throw a fucking pitty party for yourself! Where the fuck are you? " sans interrupted again. Sans was right he was very hot as he was yelling at them assholes. They hung up. Looking at the telephone sans pressed the * to know where they called from. MTT brand burger emporium.sans looked at me and smiled. "wanna help fuck some greasy ass?"