I'm Just Here for the Mashed Potatoes-Vera (Probably)

Ember

I let out a pained groan as I opened my eyes. The blinking alone feels tiresome. My face is wet as I lift my head, realizing I am laying on something hard and whatever caused the wetness of my face is still stuck there.

I barely lift myself up and reach for my face. “What the f..”

“Oh good, your heat broke. Now I can cry in the corner as I reattach my dick.” I hear from my mate somewhere.