Asher woke up one morning last week in the foulest of moods. But he was a pretty cute crabby pants-- so all was forgiven.
So crabby.
I see you looking at me. I'm crabby.
Why am I awake? I'm too crabby to be awake.
Gosh. I just realized I don't even know why I'm crabby.
...Of course, Harlan paid the price for Asher's particularly moody mood.
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