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Akira, in chapter 5: CAN’T I HAVE A FUCKING FREE SUNDAY TO STAY IN BED AND SLEEP THE DAY AWAY WITHOUT HAVING MY FUCKING PHONE RINGING!? I WORK LIKE A SINGLE MOTHER OF EIGHT AND NOBODY APPRECIATES MY CURRY AND I STILL HAVE MEMENTOS, AND PALACES TO CLEAR AND HOMEWORK AND I HAVE TO CLEAN FUTABA’S ROOM, STUDY WITH MAKOTO, GO SHOPPING WITH ANN, HARVEST HARU’S POTATOES,  WORK OUT WITH RYUJI, TAKE MORGANA TO THE MOVIES, FEED YUSUKE AND HANG OUT WITH GORO BECAUSE NOBODY FUCKING LIKES HIM—— AND I AM FOUR LOCKPICKS AWAY FROM GIVING MYSELF TO THE POLICE BECAUSE JAIL CAN’T BE THIS FUCKING BAD I SWEAR TO GOD…!!

I gave my chickens some grapes today and I have never been mown down so quickly by a mass of screaming disjointed fluff butts before. Much as I love my beasties i have to accept the sad fact that they would not hesitate to murder me for even 1 mushy grape. It’s a betrayal, but at least they were up front about it.