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“I had hamsters.� She glanced at me. “Don’t be mad at me, but they all died premature deaths.� “Yes, they tend to do that,� I said. “Is that just a universal experience? Because everyone I know had a hamster who died in some tragic accident.� “They’re escape artists and they’re prone to cardiac arrest. Most need enclosures much bigger than they’re given. Also, they hibernate. People don’t know that and they bury them thinking they’re dead.� She stared at me. “Are you telling me that I might have buried Hambert alive?�
Like, literally how dare my vagina betray me like this. The audacity.
It was like he was looking in my soul—and my soul was not above getting naked and streaking across the quad.
