tobadzistsini<p>Homer didn't know, or care, if she was insulting him or talking about the shot.<br>Dr. Fruit was stoic. "Mr. Howard, you requested being a teenager? 17?" He tapped the reservoir.<br>Beady evil eyes squinted, "Yep. Gonna fu-"<br>Agony wracked his spindly frame as the <a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/needle" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>needle</span></a> slid in. Homer bit his lip, making the pain worse.<br>Skin tightened with the return of warmth and color.<br>Wrinkles smoothed.<br>Senses sharpened like that infernal needle. 2/x<br><a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>wss366</span></a></p>