So after a casual night in of watching Van Helsing (which was way daggier than I remember but still quite some fun) and then listening to the audiobook of ‘Sherlock Holmes vs Dracula’, I realised that I, too, was rather hungry.
(Not for blood. For food.)

I had two rolls left. And i had cheese and i had butter. And oh boy when I thought of what was about to happen my mouth watered.

I pulled em out. I buttered em up.
Oh boy did I go all out with that butter. I could barely keep my mouth off them already.

I chucked the cheese slice in each And then I thought about it – and I chucked another slice in each for good measure.

Then I decided to delay gratification just a little longer and pop em in the microwave. Get these bad boys all soft and that cheese man she’ll melt all through the middle OH MY GOD I couldn’t WAIT.

So i nuked it for a minute. And I couldn’t even walk away from the microwave.

Finally the minute passed and it was time to INHALE.

I got em out and I lifted that bun to my mouth with a joy it seems to me like few have ever felt.
Until I saw-
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. . . . Speckles.
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DOZENS of them.
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“What’s?- . . . Oh no.”
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Little …
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No.
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Green …
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No no no no no!
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Hairy …
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NO!
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Speckles.
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! ! !