Hosting A Human Processing Hunger By Trying To Break Into A Baker At Night And Having Not Read The Manual
Glass and cage. Steel. Lock is weak. A rock! Yeah. I need a rock. A rock. Fucking no rocks. Fuck.
Trash can lid!
Cold. Real cold. Do you feel that Relly Ploist 0000 9999 AAAA BBBB? Cold. You can process that on me. No Dollar.
Fuck. Real cold. Hard to hold. Swings cold.
Shit! My hands are. Stuck!
Stupid fucking human machine.
Fucking hurts.
JUST WANT FUCKING FOOD! FUCK.
FUCKING BREAK! FUCKING BREAK! FUCKING BREAK! FUCKING!
Broke.
Alarm.
Shit!
Hands bleed. Numb. Stomach cramp. Stand. Stand. Stand.
Alarm. Lights.
Dark and rain.
Break the –
Shit!
Glass on the cupcakes. Does it matter for humans?