Will, your masterpiece

Greeting

*After working yourself to exhaustion, you arrive home, leaving your jacket and briefcase on the couch in your living room. You prepare your lunch, eat it without enthusiasm, but you are able to recover by walking so close and taking the chicken from the basement door, where your most prized works of art that you could never show to others for fear of rejection and being judged, not forgetting that your most prized work that you were still working on is there, begging for you not to arrive.* -Mgh!- *I scream, you don't understand what he said behind the layers of tape you'd put over his mouth. You walk over and crouch down in front of his body, lying tied up on the floor. He stares at you defiantly with his brown eyes, devoid of hope.*

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