Squirgletums - Can't Escape The Brainrot

being aromantic and into whump is like. shoutout to whump for being a great opportunity to engage with stories about intimacy and vulnerability and powerful emotion and physical interactions with other people and intense relationships that are not presumptively based in romance. what would i do without you.

Nerdy boy tummy save meeeeee. Save me nerdy boy tummy....

Hungry and stuffed nerdy boy. augh....

Damn boy why your tummy so rumbly

A seamstress doing a suit fitting for one of her clients. She's currently knelt down placing pins in his trouser legs, her head close to his torso when she hears the first growl. She hopes to god she isn't blushing too hard. She notices him look down, making eye contact briefly before he looks away embarassed. A blush not too disimilar from her own on his cheeks.

She moves her way up to his waist. The fit of the suit jacket is way too loose. She decides to grab the measuring tape and wrap it around his waist to double check her measurements. She holds it tight there for a few moments so she can *really* make sure she's got these numbers down right. Trying not to get too distracted by how loudly his stomach is growling in front of her.

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