So, in my quest to write something, my brain was usurped by a talking fox, who left me one sentence as I was drifting off to sleep and then he ran off.
I DON'T EVEN.
(I have nothing against talking foxes, I just wish he'd given me a little more than that to go on).
I DON'T EVEN.
(I have nothing against talking foxes, I just wish he'd given me a little more than that to go on).
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