That woulda been my daughter back in the day. Just like any other kid. She had a rotten cat that loved her and teased her when she tried to play. Sometimes she’d get so fed up with him, she’d kick him out of her bedroom and I’d come by to find him sulking outside her door.
What happens to the kids? I look at the adults running around and wonder how they got like that.
The Borg happened. Sorry for the shallow, flippant comments, that's where I'm at these days. Well, there and cleaning things.
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