Every night.
I admit I’m a little jealous.
It wouldn’t bother me so much if I had the ability to set the time on anything. When’s that meeting, again?
I really wish I was kidding.
Based on a true story, except it was a pile of dirty snow she landed in. (Yes, this happened months ago. Yes, I only just now drew a comic about it.)
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