My ratatouille rat is making me fight someone else also controlled by a ratatouille rat
Me and the other guy have no beef, only the rats are enemies
and we have no idea why. While punching with limbs no longer our own, we lock eyes with mutual grief and compassion, forgiving whoever kills the other
Me and the other guy have no beef, only the rats are enemies
and we have no idea why. While punching with limbs no longer our own, we lock eyes with mutual grief and compassion, forgiving whoever kills the other
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lurching off in search of more cheese
(Disclaimer, I haven't watched Parasyte)