“Look, I’m not that small. I also have some muscles”, I flex my arm in front of Robin.
“Hahaha, you actually call those ‘muscles’?”, Robin raises his arms and hits a double biceps pose. “Those are muscle! Look, my forearm is bigger than your ‘bicep’”, he bursts out laughing. “You know, I can easily tear you apart, little boy”, he smirks, putting his arm on the back of the sofa, and pulls me closer to him by putting his arm around my neck.
“Let’s do some fun, boy”











