Who was at the door? Rhea? Hilda carrying Bernadette? Both? or someone else?
Hilda carrying Bernie
"Sylvain I--hey!"
Hilda entered, carrying the Bernie prop milk machine. The pinkette looked a bit miffed.
"Why are you fucking a dance machine when I'm right here?" she huffed.
"Well you weren't here when I started," said Sylvain, Judith continuing to mindlessly grind and fuck him.
Hilda rolled her eyes and set Bernadetta in the corner.
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