Second, let me say unequivocally that having her home from college is like living with the wolves—the werewolves. She has a special diet that consists largely of ground beef, tortilla chips and ice cream. Offer her a vegetable or piece of fruit, and she will back away in fear. Are you trying to poison her? She sleeps during the day and comes fully alive only after dark, and should you awaken her during daylight hours, you will hear a hoarse growl emanating from her snout. Then there is the hygiene thing—foodstuffs buried amid the designer clothing on the floor, dirty glasses sticky with soda (I hope it's soda) littering the desktop. She has the metabolism of a carnivore as well: no unnecessary movement unless it's dinnertime—or party time.
I'm tired of being an adult human.
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Yeah. I have a wolf here too.
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