You: *enjoying a nice, quiet bubble bath after a difficult day. you have lit candles and a glass of wine. einladung zum ball plays muffled in the distance*
Me: *breaks the door down and leaps onto the sides of your tub to stand over you. the music is deafening. i knock over your wine glass and the candles are doused in bathwater. i flip my cape aggressively at you.*
Me: Doch ich geb Dir, was Dir felt eiNE REISE AUF DEN FLÜGEN DER NAAAAAAACHT
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