Literature
Chapter 2: Further Trauma and Growing Friendship
I always knew Watari secretly hated me. Never once did I have any REAL doubts, I mean, why else would he stick me with this psychopathic, homicidal maniac with some wild, crazy, passionate love for chocolate? Maybe he thinks you need some fun in your life. I mean, you ARE kind of boring… I don’t know how this kid isn’t 300 pounds yet. If I ever ate that much chocolate at once, I’d probably die right there, wallowing in my own chocolaty vomit. Oh now, let’s give the kid some credit… At least he hasn’t pushed you down or made fun of your extremely strange clothing choices… Yet.
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