Rocket Punching His Way Into Your Heart!

It’s freezing outside, it’s in the negatives Celsius. I can see my breath from within my apartment and I’m out of kerosene for my stove (kerosene heaters here are called stoves. Cooking stoves are called gas ranges), I’m freezing. 

I need a big fluffy werewolf boyfriend to keep me warm 

I will also accept any big ol furry 

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