Olivia has lost a plastic saber tooth tiger.
The world is ending.
She has been begging Mikey to help her look for it for hours now.
I have wine in the fridge.
Drinking it would at least make me numb.
Otherwise, I might call a friend.
TO PUT ME OUT OF MY FUCKING MISERY!
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