I want to pet a fox! Two foxes. No– three foxes. Maybe even four. Do they have that many foxes?
[ Have they paused for breath, yet? It's unclear!
Out from the pile of clothes comes a hideous Christmas sweater that's like, two sizes two big for them, but they proceed to start climbing into it. Or– no, wait. ] Here, hold my chips!
[ they fuckin yeet their bag of cheetos right at Meredith and then start pulling on their sweater. ]
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[ Have they paused for breath, yet? It's unclear!
Out from the pile of clothes comes a hideous Christmas sweater that's like, two sizes two big for them, but they proceed to start climbing into it. Or– no, wait. ] Here, hold my chips!
[ they fuckin yeet their bag of cheetos right at Meredith and then start pulling on their sweater. ]