C3608 I Can't Control It

Sam Moreels shook his head. His horn twitched slightly, and then he took a deep breath. For some reason, he felt dizzy.

Sam Moreels returned to his room and locked the door. He couldn't help but smash the wall with his head!

This method of fighting poison with poison could make him feel slightly better.

"Hot!"

"It's too hot!"

"..."

"Damn it