I wanna go off into the woods and live on a huge ass plot of land Stardew Valley style with dozens of animals and the gremlin children I've adopted and turned into a little goth army with me as their gothic cryptid parental unit. Yet here I am. Flipping burgers at midnight just to make my half of rent. At least the roommate and I have a demon of a cat to compensate for lack of reaching those dreams.










