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Adapt. Overcome.
(sh.itjust.works)
I once had a roommate who was the messiest person alive. I was tired of cleaning up all his crap so I just piled it all in front of his door. When I came home, he had just parted it like the Red Sea and it sat there for weeks.
I mean, your former roommate was an asshole, but I somehow admire their spirit.
Aww, look. It wants to snuggle.
That bed is way too neat
Oh no! That could be a start of something.
I will sleep beneath it uwu ( ๊แด๊)
The warmth