[ Chocolate sauce, you heathen. The one she happened to buy last night when they were on a grocery run, and doing the strangest couple-y shit and it occurs to her that they just went grocery-shopping together and did no one notice that?
How hadn't she noticed that? And she eats like shit and still looks like that because she's a hyperactive half-french mutt who generally likes running around at obscene hours of the morning. Except for, well, today. ]
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How hadn't she noticed that? And she eats like shit and still looks like that because she's a hyperactive half-french mutt who generally likes running around at obscene hours of the morning. Except for, well, today. ]
...Chuck. What are we doing?