The only negative thing about my bff Scooter's week-long stay with me is that I wasn't able to go to Panera 6 times a day like I have for the past year; my apartment is so tiny that every time I made any motion at all he'd jerk his face up at me with those hopeful eyes "OMG ARE WE GOING OUTSIDE NOW ARE WE GOING OUTSIDE NOW YES YES YES PLEASE ARE WE GOING OUTSIDE NOW??!?!?" so leaving him alone every two hours for a coupla minutes just felt cruel.
So I had to break out my coffeemaker for the first time since I got on the Panera teat and now my question is, has my coffee maker been Satan this entire time?
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