“But Like Where Though…?”

Haven’t done a blueberry in a second, so I decided to do a quick variant of that inked up round goth-adjacent girl I posted last week. With her trying to rationalize where all the juice is even coming from. Because how does just a stick of gum make all that happen exactly?

I did loose variations like I did before, without her septum piercing & tats & stuff. I didn’t include the stretchmarks, but if someone is interested in that, just badger me I guess.