There was a time, not so long ago, when I had a comb. I hadn’t seen it in days…until Miles busted into the bathroom and started “pew-pew”ing me with it, like it was a magic wand or something.
Year 4, Day 197
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There was a time, not so long ago, when I had a comb. I hadn’t seen it in days…until Miles busted into the bathroom and started “pew-pew”ing me with it, like it was a magic wand or something.
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