Thread:Swampcloud51/@comment-36159587-20190401162010/@comment-36159587-20190402233542

Galaxian paused to pick up the bags of groceries Whyatt had initially dropped. He hoped there wasn't any eggs in them. He shoveled the contents back into bags randomly, scooped the bags into his arms, and strolled towards Whyatt's very-decorated house, since the door was still open.