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Liek, omg, for a minute there? I thought my spoon was lost. But then I found it, and it was a relief.

Um.

In order to understand the emotional undertones and potential tragedy of this story, you have to know that I only ever eat with the one spoon.

...

I'm not crazy. Or obsessive compulsive.

Shut up.

*clutches spoon to bosom*


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