Prom
night.
Tears on Vitch's face. Lass' hand held firmly... by a women. Two x chromosomes was all it took. Vitch cried until he could no longer produce
tears, only blood. But Lass would come around. No matter how dire the situation, a positive occurrence must follow.
"
Dude, I crashed my car yesterday! I wanna cry!"
"It's okay
bro! Lass will love Vitch again!"
Lass'
lips may have been tainted by that of a female, but no matter. Lass will love Vitch again!