When you're so far down the gutter that Goldship of all people has to come to straighten you out.
I feel nauseous... this is—how do I put it—crazy awesome bad...
Mixing in colloquial schoolgirl slang with her usual upper-class ojou diction.Beneath a Sky on the Verge of FallingIt's all because you chugged down 14 kilos of tea.What were you thinking right before your upcoming race?ulp...ughh...
