Miles took another look at the words, then back at Felicity, whose cheeks were flushed red from drinking.

"Ahem, you bought this... for yourself?"

"Yeah!" she nodded foolishly, not even looking in the right direction, but gave a big thumbs up, "It's super handy, super useful!" He was speechless again.

He even wondered if the reason she insisted on breaking up with him was because... his 8 inches was too short for her?

She preferred 16 inches?

That's 16 inches!

So long...

Can it even fit?

Seeing that Felicity was truly befuddled by alcohol, Miles dared to ask a few more questions.

"How often do you use this thing?"

"Hahaha..." She laughed out loud and then said, "Pretty much every day! It's so useful, I can't live without it! Dude, you have no idea how hard it is to find one in Anglonia. The one I brought from back home broke, and I just couldn't find another one, couldn't find it at all!" After finishing her sentence, Felicity burped, tilting her head and leaning back against the chair, "So this time... I bought a few extra, just in case."

saw how

one wasn't enough; she had to

wonder the suitcase

he was somehow being looked down on, yet he couldn't pinpoint the evidence.

Mansion, he got in the car, planning to drop

this indescribable irritation kept building up the more he thought

car, turning to look

What's up? Who's

does it have to be 16 inches? Isn't 8 inches enough?" Hearing this, Felicity almost

"Hahaha-"

"Hahahaha-"

feel lucky that she was drunk and didn't see what Miles's face looked like

for kids, right?

"Felicity!"

on the verge of grinding his teeth to

dropping her off and saving himself from

before he could start the engine, she squeezed from the back seat to the middle of the front driving seat, gesticulating with hands

just this short,

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