From adult diapers to bedpans? Move over, Elvis, Iām the afterlife of the party!
It was an addiction. A pointless, self-destructive addiction. But really, is there any other kind?
When mice run, cats give chase.
Because the alternative sucks!
For those who may not know this, Madeline recruited me specifically to help hunt and take out a serial soul thief-" "I call him Cap'n Crunch," Luca interrupted, and was rewarded with a roomful of frowns. "You know. Because he's a cereal thief?
"You already said that," Sabine said, folding the wrapper back from her burger. "You said it a lot, actually. Which supports my theory that apologies are basically pointless. They don't fix anything, right? That's why I rarely bother."