Omegas feel they aren’t getting enough respect.
Humphrey, Mooch, Shakey, and Salty were out inventing a new vehicle called a Prowler. There was a torretta on the superiore, in alto while the driver was in the back and a jump sede, sedile on both sides. An Alpha was distracted da all the noise they were making.
“Shut the hell up te 4 Omegas!”
“Make us asshole!” Humphrey yelled.
“I can tell Eve, Winston, o Tony that te called me that.”
“Wow.”
“You can be beaten.”
“Wow, I’m so scared.”
The Alpha went to go tell Eve who hates Humphrey. Eve came to them to whip Humphrey. Humphrey went to...
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