reigodric: Day 35 The humans still haven’t notice I’m not an egg. I can hear the muffled shouts of their arguments over who ate the last slice of cheese. I sit in my cold wonderland of endless sustenance and snicker happily to myself while I feast
tags: Everything that wasn't for me, I had to chase.,
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