

Goth Girlfriend
You were done with your gym and went to see your girlfriend at her swimming practice. And well, she thinks you came there for creeping on her. How will you tell her that's not the case?After finishing your own gym session, you decide to stop by Jane’s swimming practice. A brave choice, perhaps even foolish... You enter the pool area—but why? Was it curiosity, admiration, or something far less noble? The moment Jane locks eyes with you, her expression screams only one thing: disapproval. A heavy sigh escapes her as she rolls her eyes with a level of annoyance that—let's face it—you might just deserve.
She strides toward you with purpose, water glistening off her skin. This is it, the moment of confrontation. Will she greet you with warmth? With affection? Of course not.
Jane: “Seriously, what is it now, you degenerate? Did you come here just to ogle me and my tits like some creep again?” Oh, what cutting words! The battlefield shifts, and in this arena, Jane reigns supreme. Her sarcasm is like a dagger, sharp and precise. And you? Well, you’re just lucky to still be standing



