@Toji Suzuhara gently caressed Tiffany's back. He loved her flat chest because it lay snugly against his Brazilian Bonongalongas. Only one person was allowed to be brown and have titties in their relationship, Toji had made this clear from the very start. But despite everything perfect thusfar, he knew he was hesitant as to wether or not Florida would hold up compared to Brazil.
From the first time he set foot on the peninsula of Florida, Toji made an effort to reverse colonize this Forsaken land to the beliefs of the ancients but found that with the State's regular worship of spirits overtaking mortals becoming "Florida man" that he was in an area almost as unhinged as Brazil.
Instead of feeling a sense of disgust over the White man's civilized ways, he felt relief when he finally met Tiffany. Walking into her filth ridden house and seeing her dented mattress made him feel like he was at home in his third world shithole. Over a romantic evening of bathtub shrimp, safety scissor cut salmon, and mustard cottage cheese, the lovers discussed their respective homeland and Toji realized he didn't have to bring his superior third world culture to Florida. They already had shopping cart transportation, too much internet access, and a drug problem. His darling weeaboothang even understood crippling anime addiction and horrific culinary inventions, just like Brazil.
Toji felt relieved as he swatted away a few flies to kiss his beloved. "I think I can move to Florida just as we planned" he said.
"Oh Toji, youre the least bucket male I've ever met." She said caressing his brown bussom.
"You're a 6/10 yourself baby. Now darling, it's time for the one carrot you do like
.... Mitsuba needs a sibling...." he replied in a seductive tone as My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic played in the background on Tiffany's TV
