[He pauses with a pilfered chocolate chip halfway to his mouth.]
I see. So to you, others like me are simply fictional, correct?
[Food for thought. Nom nom nom chocolate. And as promised, he sidles away a respectful distance and reflects on this 'video game' business. Interesting theory. Maybe somewhere in Nippon, someone had written about a wolf-girl that baked cookies for a living.]
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I see. So to you, others like me are simply fictional, correct?
[Food for thought. Nom nom nom chocolate.
And as promised, he sidles away a respectful distance and reflects on this 'video game' business. Interesting theory. Maybe somewhere in Nippon, someone had written about a wolf-girl that baked cookies for a living.]