Arftel: *lays like a starfish on Amnesias porch waiting for her to come outside her house*
*hours later*
Amnesia: *walks outside house, gerbil on head in all its glory, and steps on Arftel not noticing her.*
Arftel: OW, YOU SON OF A BISCUIT!
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AléatoireGUESS WUT BOIS NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD RETURN WOULD YA ARFTELS BACK WITH MORE WEIRD STUFF GET READY TO DIE
