"Duhhhh! What other girl would I listen to?" Eugh. Girls.
Gregory moves to a dresser that appears unscathed as of yet. He pulls as hard as he can on the drawer and, apparently not knowing his strength, pops it right out and onto the floor. It's a wonder it doesn't land right on his foot.
As heavy as it is, there's not much in it. For some reason it's just full of stuffed black turtles? Gregory actually stops looking annoyed long enough to look confused.
"She didn't say what she wants! Just like. Something "important"? But this is all junk!"
He picks up a stuffed turtle and squeezes it. It squeaks.
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Gregory moves to a dresser that appears unscathed as of yet. He pulls as hard as he can on the drawer and, apparently not knowing his strength, pops it right out and onto the floor. It's a wonder it doesn't land right on his foot.
As heavy as it is, there's not much in it. For some reason it's just full of stuffed black turtles? Gregory actually stops looking annoyed long enough to look confused.
"She didn't say what she wants! Just like. Something "important"? But this is all junk!"
He picks up a stuffed turtle and squeezes it. It squeaks.