Don’t be sad, Shana. Whatever it’s supposed to be, I’d eat it. If I manage to eat all of it, I expect to be rewarded with dessert, one that doesn’t need to be cooked.

I knew a guy who used have a monocle in his pocket. Couldn’t take a look at him without laughing. No matter what he wore, all I saw was him with his monocle in a tux holding a cane and with a tophat on his head. Tophats make anything funny, especially walrus.

What would you do?

Protagonist’s friend-syndrome striked again.

Pirate♥.
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