If you ever find yourself in close company (read: them in your stomach) with a prey who fusses, complains, struggles, and indignantly shouts sometimes, but despite repeated offers to release her, remains in your belly, nice and cozy and warm, until days have passed and you're sending each other memes on your phone while they curl up in your gut with the waterproof pillow you've sent them and a portable cell charger?
Keep that one. That's a good friend.










