“People tore me apart after use. “he said ,breathing heavily.
“You are still better for your fate that you taste the expensive food and harmonised by the smooth hands and tranquil lips”.
“Don’t start again brother.Although we go to different places,I to dustbins and you to toilet flush”.“Time to part dear.”shouted the paper rolls , being packed at the counter to the basket of the same hotel.
Well that’s the 1st time I’ve ever read anyone write from the POV of a toilet roll.
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Very nice, loved the twists.
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Hahah that twist tho!✨👏
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Random twist there haha
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VERY NICE
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