TheCreeperHugz
Boop
"A puppy? How?" I ask curiously, all traces of anger gone from my voice.
"The cake is a lie, you know," I say distracted, already engrossed in the new book.
(I'll just make it into a different reference then)
(Yeah, I know, be jelly of the fact my birthday cake last year was the portal cake!)(*Cough*thecakeactuallywasn'taliebecauseintheendofportalthepartyescortbotdragsyouintothefacilityandthere'sacakeandstuffsoyeah)
I enter my shop, and flick the light switch. The light doesn't come on. Great. I take out a match, pretend to smoke it, and flick it into the fireplace.