Ive scoured the fuck out of my senior yearbook and couldn't find a single picture anywhere, so this drawing I made of him will have to do
Me and Ari were good friends, he was much taller than me, already wore big platforms, and honestly just dressed a lot like bayonetta. Though I never pursued anything because I was literally friends with his boyfriend long before I was with him.
We are literally perfectly fine. Until one day I showed him a picture of a moth. It was that one with the tentacles, we both like moths so I just thought that was sorta cool.
He gets up minutes later and tells me how ive been flirting with him (I havent) and I needed to knock it off.
You know what else the complete CUNT does? Tell the teacher, of animation, whom I look up to immensely and always want to impress, that ive been harassing him for months and citing the most nitpicky shit for his discomfort.
The teacher, who I respect immensely, is also 10x smarter than me, and also very pissed at me. Ive never had someone go so far out of their way to ruin my life, especially since my ability to walk on graduation was in trouble there.
So, obviously, what I would do to him if I got my hands on him. Im a lee but, no, theres a lot of Hate in this Tickles.
He would be a permanent resident of my tickle dungeon. I would tickle him with whatever tools I see fit until he's a sobbing, tearful mess. Especially those pale arches of his. I would also fuck him daily, as well as those feet. He wouldnt get to see the sunlight, he would only exist for my pleasure.