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It’s 3:00, and you’ve blown off work for an hour. You want to go back because you feel like it.
“I gotta go to work, mama Kiera,”
“Noooo!” She screams, hugging you. “Stay with me!”
You manage to wrestle free.
“I wish you were mindless!”
She instantly loses almost all capacity to think as she falls down on the couch.
“Mama...pretty...”
“Yes very pretty. When I come home I’ll make you normal.”
You use the lamp to go off to work.
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