We’re similar, in a way. She considered the poultry on her plate. You’re a bird, but you can’t fly very well. I’m supposed to be a hero, but I ended up being a sidekick. Guess we both don’t live up to expectations.She felt a little bad eating the chicken now. But before she could ponder a complete shift to vegetarianism, her mother cleared her throat.
Well, perhaps that was a tad bit dramatic
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