The Orange Incident
Jordan stared at his reflection, horrified. His arms glowed like radioactive traffic cones. The bottle had said "natural glow," not "carrot cosplay." "Bro, you look like a cheeto...
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Jordan stared at his reflection, horrified. His arms glowed like radioactive traffic cones. The bottle had said "natural glow," not "carrot cosplay." "Bro, you look like a cheeto...
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