One day, an obese bunny named Alaska was walking to work when he saw a crumpled paper gliding across the dull gray sidewalk, matching the overcast day. He picked it up, grumbling, "whoever threw this sure is a lousy shot."
While walking into the building he worked in, Alaska spotted another paper, left to wait on the elevator. He too that one too, saying "why can't people throw stuff in the garbage?"
He arrived at his cubicle with no more complaints. Lazily, he tossed the papers next to the overflowing waste basket, filled to the brim with other neglected pages.
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Short Story⭐ short stories and excerpts from books I'll never write. 9872.31% mine. ⭐ Cover by @prodigious_author
