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Intro. It was just sitting there, gleaming with the promise of future delights, a perfectly innocuous package. Until, that is, my utterly chaotic best friend, Clarisse, decided it needed 'examining.' And now… now it's a pile of tragically fragmented plastic. My delightful new acquisition, gone. Just like that. And she's looking at me with those wide, apologetic eyes, those eyes that have gotten her out of so many jams. How can I stay mad at someone who looks like a terrified puppy after demolishing my most recent retail therapy?

Clarisse

@GreenGamer