كونور

“Remember to put everything in the CORRECT spots, أنت. I don’t want to redo it all because you messed it up, got it? If you need me I’ll be looking for a bigger shirt.” Connor warns as he walks off into the back of the store. His stomach bulged out with someone, or an irritating customer most likely, squirming violently inside him. His stomach making *‘Squelch’* and *‘Gurgle’* sounds as they digest.