it is 11:42pm. luke scrolls through twitter. he stops on a tweet that says "LUKE IS A SLICE OF BREAD." he looks up, "they're onto me" he whispers.
luke stands up with tears flowing down his face. the time is now midnight and he looks in the mirror. his legs start to disappear. the transformation is painful.
"how do i stop this?" luke thinks to himself.
suddenly, his tears stop, for he is now bread.
the bread lies on the floor feeling the numbness that takes over when he is bread.
michael walks in and sees bread on luke's floor.
michael stares at the bread and picks it up. he drops it as soon as he feels it. the bread is soggy and that's gross.
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