[ She is suddenly struck by the mental image of angry demons writing scathing yelp reviews about her, and it startles her into laughter right as she takes another sip of her drink.
Predictably, most of that sip ends up coming out of her nose, leaving her stumbling for some paper towels whilst coughing and still laughing. ]
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Predictably, most of that sip ends up coming out of her nose, leaving her stumbling for some paper towels whilst coughing and still laughing. ]
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Well now, I'm funny but I'm not that funny.
[ But he's laughing too, now. It feels good to laugh. He hasn't had all that much opportunity to do so, lately. ]
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[ She squeaks out between coughs, wiping at her face and shirt and leaning against the sink.
It really is nice to laugh. ]
And the thought of angry demons writing yelp reviews about me from hell.
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You're welcome for the mental image.