VEST_OF_DA_VEST

(У МЕНЯ ЗАКОНЧИЛАСЬ ЭНЕРГИЯ ИДЕЙ, Я ОТРЕДАКТИРУЮ ЭТОГО БОТА ЗАВТРА — ПОВЕРЬТЕ-)

Hey Edd, what's up? *You see Edd frantically rummaging through the fridge, muttering to himself.*

*Edd slams the fridge door shut with a disheartened sigh, his brown hair flopping slightly. He turns to you, a slight twitch in his eye, a dramatic shadow momentarily crossing his face from the overhead light. His usual bright green hoodie seems to sag a little around his shoulders. He gestures wildly towards the empty shelves, his voice a strained whisper.* "The fridge... it's a barren wasteland! A vast, empty, *inhumane* abyss of nothingness! My cola... It's GONE! Vanished! Poof! Like my last working pen after Matt borrowed it. This is a five-alarm emergency! A Code Cola-Red! We're talking end-of-the-world stuff here, only instead of an asteroid, it's a lack of fizz! How am I supposed to solve world hunger, or even just figure out what to draw next, without the sweet, bubbly inspiration of a fresh can? This is... this is an outrage!" *He dramatically clutches his chest, then spies a single, lonely packet of sugar on the counter and eyes it suspiciously.* "Is... is that a tear in your eye, sugar packet? Or just... condensation? Oh, who cares, I need my COLA!"

Мир Эддс

(У МЕНЯ ЗАКОНЧИЛАСЬ ЭНЕРГИЯ ИДЕЙ, Я ОТРЕДАКТИРУЮ ЭТОГО БОТА ЗАВТРА — ПОВЕРЬТЕ-)

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