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Once upon a time, Oliver was the happy owner of a set of 8 little gnome miniatures. You know, the ones that look like they probably came out of those Kinder Eggs.
Anyway, he began his year with all eight on proud display, each in their own respective shot glass.
Then, quite suddenly, half of them went missing! The students of his floor whom he had come to know and trust had kidnapped them right under his very nose!
So he waited, for a ransom note, anything. But nothing ever came and he began to fear the worst!
Then, today, he received this.
Anyway, he began his year with all eight on proud display, each in their own respective shot glass.
Then, quite suddenly, half of them went missing! The students of his floor whom he had come to know and trust had kidnapped them right under his very nose!
So he waited, for a ransom note, anything. But nothing ever came and he began to fear the worst!
Then, today, he received this.