You wake up with a headache. As your vision comes to, you begin surveying your surroundings. A plated sign reads: “Promestein Labs.” The sight of haphazardly strewn firearms and ammo unnerves you. Suddenly, a door buzzes open. Stepping into the unkno
my lube is empty so I'm locked up until Tuesday when the new lube arrives. can't get out, bc I wouldn't be able to properly put in on again. this is a good thing I guess 🧚♀️
