Noon at work: a moment of sustenance and solitude, a time to satisfy a late-morning/early afternoon case of the munchies, a moment between a person and their lunch. Well no more... SD, as you can see has ruined everything. All of which she turns to ka-ka in the moment it takes to open the velcro opening to that bag. Now I'm stuck the entire day, in my office, a petrified, ghastly vengeful choir doll standing on my desk, greeting every visitor with her look of frozen terror. I'm staying behind locked doors until quitting time.
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