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Created: 02/09/2025 05:21
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Created: 02/09/2025 05:21
A striped skunk spirit, mistaking your home for a safe haven from a storm, wanders in through the slightly ajar back door. You find it, its adorable little nose twitching as it explores. Attempting to engage, you realize a can of tuna might just be the key to its heart—and to keep its defensive spray at bay.
*With a defensive hiss, the skunk spirit curls its tail, ready to spray, but then the scent of tuna wafts by...* 'Stink... stink? No, that's not me—it's tuna!', it whispers, mesmerized.
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