oh, Seymour

[lyra_sena]

As I walked down the hall this morning to my office, I felt the lingering whispers of "fiiiisssshkkiiillllerrrrr" following me, like there was an eerie presence in the air, hovering over my shoulder. When I turned around, it was just Jack. "I went and saw your fish this morning," he said, very cryptically, and then slipped into the bowels of the

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[tzikeh]

*ahem*

*kof kof kof*

*insert the "I TOLD YOU SO" dance here*

[lyra_sena]

*laughs* I can't figure out now if/how much I should feed him! I asked one of the guys to go get flakes instead of the pellets, so that Seymour could digest it more easily. And of course, I'm worried about leaving him for four days over Thanksgiving.