...Not the kind of wheel you fall asleep at...

You ever have one of those weeks where you find yourself wanting to hire an uber-realistic human-cyborg prototype to just sit on your couch with your head in its lap, petting your hair, and then maybe later fall asleep in bed with you with its arm thrown real awkward and heavy across your chest and its mouth half-open and snuffily-breathing right next to your ear, its breath all nice and humid and slightly weird-smelling yet somehow comforting?

This'd be one of them there types of weeks.



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