Humming, Dancing, Sunromancing

Good morning summer.

Summer landscape.

The blooms at Tamba Ajisai-dera.

All around you is ruin. You're badly beaten and hurt. Your friends are injured, your allies are dying. You're low on resources and spell slots. The villain stands before you, about to complete their ritual and destroy the world. It would seem as though all hope is lost, when out of the dust a familiar figure appears.

Clad in a sleek black suit and a warm smile on his face, is the mayor of New York City Zohran Mamdani. He looks at you and says "let's save this city at no additional cost to the taxpayers."

A strange, fancy egg or egg case on an oak leaf, with bonus oak leaves.

This is followed by a series of replies and tags which read as follows…

#i hug them straight on so my boobs can establish dominance

#i prefer head on like a car crash. make the boobies kiss

we could be doing this with balls, no homo even

#i’m usually taller so I press mine above and get a tiddie shelf

My wife calls it “Titris”

it’s called titrus thanks