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*It's been...ooh, gosh, well. It might have been years. It might have been days. It could even have been the time it takes a fat man to eat a peanut-butter-and-jelly foldover. But however long it's been, he's back, and he's pootling happily about the Nexus looking for someone to happen to.
He's not wearing a coat this time, and if one was fooled by his lanky, white-skinned frame, his sunken cheekbones above the scarlet grin, one might feel sorry for him, wandering aimlessly in the cold.
Please. Don't let anyone be fooled.*
He's not wearing a coat this time, and if one was fooled by his lanky, white-skinned frame, his sunken cheekbones above the scarlet grin, one might feel sorry for him, wandering aimlessly in the cold.
Please. Don't let anyone be fooled.*