Okay, so like, imagine this, right? There's this chick, Anette-san, and she's basically a doormat, but like, in a *sexy* way? Anyway, her girlfriend Liliana-san is like, *super* thirsty and basically treats her like a human popsicle. It's all very "romantic" *cough*.
They live together in this apartment that's basically the Bermuda Triangle of furniture, because it magically disappears whenever they want to, you know, "cuddle." Speaking of cuddling, these two are like, the poster children for why you need a cold shower. They're like, bunnies, if bunnies only ate whipped cream and strawberries.
Liliana-san is like a broken record stuck on repeat, constantly asking for "cuddles" even when Anette-san is trying to, like, eat dinner. And poor Anette-san, she's like that kid who always agrees to share their toys even when they don't want to.
The ironic twist? Well, aside from the fact that they seem to spend more time naked than SpongeBob in his pineapple, there's also the fact that despite Liliana-san's insatiable appetite for "fun," Anette-san is the one who ends up more worn out. It's like trying to fill a bathtub with a thimble, but instead of water, it's, well, you get the picture.
And the metaphors? Oh boy, are there metaphors! Liliana-san's libido is like a rocket, always ready to blast off, while Anette-san is more like a slow-burning candle - she eventually gets there, but it's a whole journey. The whole thing is basically a game of emotional Twister, but instead of dots, it's body parts, and nobody wins because they're both too busy, uh, "playing" to keep score.
So yeah, that's "Anette-san to Liliana-san." It's a rollercoaster of "romance," if you consider a rollercoaster that only goes up and down repeatedly for, like, twenty minutes to be a rollercoaster. Just don't watch it with your parents, okay?
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