//I forgot this account existed.

"Somethin RíRá would do."

She supposed she shouldn't be terribly surprised that she had a cold. The peafowl was in hell... a place of eternal suffering and all that jazz. Still that knowledge did nothing to soothe the growing irritation that came with being sick. Mimzy always loathed being ill. It cut into her job ↠

𝓘𝓣'𝓢 𝓜𝓔𝓔𝓔𝓔.ᐟ 𝓘𝓣'𝓢 𝓜𝓔𝓔𝓔𝓔.ᐟ 𝓜𝓘𝓜𝓩𝓨.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ

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