Not because of any like, impending dread or crushing loneliness or anxiety or anything, no, but nonetheless he's wandering around on Monday morning looking like a teenager who was just woken up from a nap.
His ire seems to be directed mainly at every light fixture he comes across, glowering like it's done him personal wrong.]
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Not because of any like, impending dread or crushing loneliness or anxiety or anything, no, but nonetheless he's wandering around on Monday morning looking like a teenager who was just woken up from a nap.
His ire seems to be directed mainly at every light fixture he comes across, glowering like it's done him personal wrong.]
Stupid... glass candles.