charlie is toast

For some reason, everything smells like toast.

R: Where’s the cat? I want to check her for toast smells.

J sighs.

R: She’s gone. She’s been abducted by the conspiracy to impregnate my house with the smell of toast.

J: Is this the same conspiracy that broke in last night and replaced your novel-in-progress with one just like it, only crap?

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