Today was the day I learned that it's actually very difficult to do the laundry while eating chocolate with one hand.
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Today was also the day I learned that you can't try to get yourself out of your hoodie by looping your foot through the hood without suffering from severe backache.
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Now, because the 'pearl is actually chat noir' controversy, the whole pearlix thing (Grammarly has that saved as a word I'm actually sobbing), AND pearluka wasn't enough,
People on our discord server (and my Instagram) have been writing an apocalyptic fanfiction featuring me as the main character, playing the roll of,
The last oreo.
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Here's how it goes (I'm sitting bricks what the fuck is my following):
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mfs be like, "I can fix him"
Him in question:
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(this shall be my pioneer of "trust the process")
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How I feel towards mlb s5:
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[After dinner, at the Dupain-Cheng household]
Marinette: I just saw Chat washing our dishes.
Marinette: and I heard him say,
Marinette: "Who do you work for? Who's your contact?" while repeatedly pushing a glass under water.
