*takes a long drag of my Lego bone like a grizzled noir detective*
It's been ten years and I still haven't solved that case. It haunts me every night. I pace every night. Every day and at noon, well let's just this Lego bone doesn't smoke itself. Heh, you're new to the game kid. You don't know how long I've had this bone. Twenty minutes with the Lego but twenty years with the cold press justice weighing on my chest. You never foret the first failure or your first Lego bone. It sticks with you. Every day every night every hour. Never leaving your side. Like a friend you didn't ask for. Just you, your Lego bone, and the things you can't forget.








