"You think that stinks mate?" Hilda boasted for she took in a breath and blasted a bassy butt burp, with her laughing off her tuba toot. "Now that is a brap!"
"You know you don't have to let loose all the time." Cheren groaned while pinching his nose in disgust.
"It's true but I know how and when to have fun-"
Cheren simply had a look of disappointment on his face. "Can you learn to just hold it in like most of the trainers around here?"
"I could but I choose not to." Hilda responded upon poking Cheren in the face while feeling her jean short pockets flap from her farts. "Besides it's answering the call of nature!"